Previously at my high school, I have started realizing that I was losing trust in myself in different moments. This would happen because people at school would tell me things that would hurt me and it was a huge conflict.
“Why are you so lonely?”(Laughter surrounded me)
I received these types of questions everyday and it really annoyed me to avoid them and pretend nothing was wrong. When actually a lot of things were bothering me but I kept everything silently to myself.
It all started when my parents recently passed away in a car accident.
“We’ll be right back sweetie, we are just going to the store.”
“Okay mom and dad be careful!”
“We will! Love you!”
I started living with my grandma. Practically a stranger who I have seen not or spoken too in a while to in many years. My friends and other people would make fun of me because I lived with my grandma that I hardly knew. People questioned what happened with my parents. I didn’t even know what exactly happened. I slowly fell apart. I talked to no one. My closest friends abandoned me in these tough times. The ones who supposedly “will never leave me no matter what would happen” and eventually did. They began horrible rumors about me that hurt me.
I had no one to discuss my conflict with about this situation happening at school. I felt as lonely as the moon in the dark blue sky at night. It was a bad start for a freshmen that was new to the school. One day when I was cruising to my house, lonely as usual, I saw a group of girls walking towards me. It rang to me that I recognized them and realized that they were my old friends at my old school. I would hang out with them in one class and we began to get pretty close. I lost touch with them in the middle of the summer when my “closest” friends told me to stop hanging out with them.
“Omg, Jessica!, how have you been I have not seen you in a long time!”
“I have been alright but I am glad that I encountered you guys!”
I then started talking about how school is right now and they understood me more than anybody. I was thrilled that they did. They surprised me by telling me that they would transfer me to their school so I can feel more protected. A few days later, I found a monster in my closet which was pretty weird but she helped me in different ways. She seemed to have eight scaly arms, very thick and huge earmuffs, and also most importantly would not stop talking about many topics that bothered her.
“Never give up on what you think is right.”
“You should be more positive on what you do and keep a positive mind always!”
I felt that I have met her before and she somewhere had helped me. I immediately started shutting the door and strolling away. She held me back and told me that she knew what was happening with me. I, myself was scared to death but slowly calmed down and began hearing her out. The monster told me that she could help me go through these rough times and what to do with this whole situation. I listened to her closely and carefully.
“Jessica, do you want to recover your trust? Do you want me to help you keep a positive mind?”
“Yes I want to face my fears and stop losing my trust in myself. Lately I feel that I keep everything to myself and don’t talk to anyone of what I am going through. Please help me out!”
“First you have to avoid bad influences interfering with your life and spit all the feelings out of you and socialize with those you trust deeply. Never be negative, that you have no one to talk to and discuss things about. Talk to your old friends and you will realize it isn’t that bad letting out the thoughts.”
My new and old friends welcomed me with open arms to their new school. I met a numerous amount of people I began to give my trust to. I couldn’t have thanked the monster enough and them, most importantly. My friends guided me through everything and I was glad I faced everything at last.
“Keep up that positivity”
“Don’t give up!”
“Always be happy and never fear anything.”