• Every day, in this simple school, it always is the same. We always try our best to follow orders, but I am so uptight. Back then, I had wished that I could regain some of my past friends, who are now the popular crowd. I wished that I could have had back the mischevious little girl I used to be in school, but I can't always have anything I want. So all through grade school, or up to 5th grade, I tried my hardest to keep my friends with me. But as I went to 6th grade, I realized, "I'm nothing like them, and I don't need to talk about meaningless things. I like being alone." My heart doesn't care about whatever they say about me, and my soul tells me to ignore them.