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BrokenDreams
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Hey, I'm 15 now but when I was younger, something terrible happened. My 3 year old brother died. This really messed up my life, and I think it is the reason I am the way I am today. You see, when I returned to school (I was in grade one), everyone treated me differently. I cried even more often, which made every other student afraid of me. I never had a true friend until like the fifth grade, but then I had to move to another school and was lonely again. I never stopped crying, still to this day, I cry so easily.
A few weeks ago, in religion class (I go to a Catholic school) we were reading a story about a couple who lost their son in a natural disaster. After the story, my teacher asked some questions to random students in the class. She asked me "If you were in this situation, would you have reacted like the couple. What would you do if you lost a son or daughter, or sister or brother?" The brother part really dawned on me. I tried to answer but my thoughts were all jambled up. I burst into tears and I ran out of the class. I felt like such a loser.
I guess I have a bunch of jumbled up feelings inside of me and I just wish for someone to be able to understand me. I'm hoping that someone on this site will since everyone here seems caring and kind.
A few weeks ago, in religion class (I go to a Catholic school) we were reading a story about a couple who lost their son in a natural disaster. After the story, my teacher asked some questions to random students in the class. She asked me "If you were in this situation, would you have reacted like the couple. What would you do if you lost a son or daughter, or sister or brother?" The brother part really dawned on me. I tried to answer but my thoughts were all jambled up. I burst into tears and I ran out of the class. I felt like such a loser.
I guess I have a bunch of jumbled up feelings inside of me and I just wish for someone to be able to understand me. I'm hoping that someone on this site will since everyone here seems caring and kind.