My crush and I were in PE, doing badminton, and I think I strained my right forearm muscles real bad. It still hurts, four hours later. It’s really hard to draw.

I did something and now my friend hates me. I have no clue what I did. She kept throwing stuff at me when we were waiting for the bus. My inner self is crumbling faster. Corrupting quicker. Because of her. I refused to sit with her on the bus. I also lost my bean stress toy on the bus. My bean children. One of the only things keeping me from crying. I spent the whole hour long bus ride crying to a slowed down version of treehouse. Freezing in the cold. when I was getting off the bus, I went in front of my friend, and since my bus doesn’t have many people on it but is full sized, I ran to the front. And when I got off? I ran to the cold alleyway to hide from strangers and wait. I haven’t seen my friend since I peeked over at her before I got off the bus. When I got in my mom’s car, she saw my face, so she gave me my brother’s warm coat. She saw that I was a bit better, but asked why I was sad. I nearly cried, which I don’t do in front of my parents for… reasons. And I told her that nothing happened. She tried

(Continued) to make sure but I told her that I didn’t wanna talk about it.

And other things as well.