I thought I had hit rock bottom, I was about to commit self-harm and there was only one person who I had trusted I told her and that was my best friend. Somehow she always helped me and she never gave up on me. My family didn 't notice until after, so they would probably ask themselves why I would think about doing that. And now that I think about it there are many people who have been or going through the same as I was before. On the news you don 't often see many people who have committed self-harm.
“Every day she does this!” He proclaimed, as he waved his arms and glared at Tabby, who was happily pushing her cow friends to a corner. “You and mother decided that you guys wanted a border collie. Whom are known for herding and being extremely smart.” I sarcastically responded as I put down my phone on the side table on the porch. “You know your mother was the one who fell in love with that dog.” My father stated and turned to me as I stood up for a rocking chair on the porch. “Okay, says the man loves
I will now explain in further depth. Firstly, It all started on my first year of middle school. At the time, I knew nothing of other elementary schools let alone the students in them so being hit with the diversity of complete strangers made me very anxious throughout the school year. I only had one very close friend at the time so I would usually cling onto her during lunch or our break time. Near the middle of second quarter, she started to hate me and I lost my only friend in the whole school.
I was four years old and my grandma had me help her take care of all the puppies. The bonds I carried with each and every puppy were always o special to me. I never wanted to let them go. But it also made me want to make sure I found the best home they could ever have though.
When you let me see your records I noticed you suffer from depression and how your daughter says she spends most of her time around you.This was not the worst part, after we became close friends she showed me her arms, they were bandaged from her wrists to her shoulders. My story:Has you know i'm not a school counselor, i'm not going to you about how your daughter suffers depression. I am LeeRoy Rousseau a eighth grader at Skyview Middle School, I have my life that everyone sees, sports, friends, and school. I also have a life you don't see, my parents were divorced when I was young, I get bullied in basketball, my mom suffered from cancer,
Scout, being a student and a child who is very inquisitive, notices how the school isn’t all that she thought it would be. Scout and many other children were thrilled when they discovered that they were eligible to attend school. Once they had arrived their thoughts had changed, and were discouraged to continue returning to school ( ). The reason being that they quickly noted that school is very narrow minded. The school has a specific structure and isn’t open to new ideas.
Dog is like our family members. In addition, my first dog lived with me for 13 years, my second dog is now 6 years old, and the third and fourth are still 10 months old. If there weren’t any dogs at my house, I would feel lonely because dogs are really charming for example, when I came back home, they would be first ones who would ran into me and hugged me. Both respectful and honest are my childhood experience which my mom always teaches me to respect other people no matter how old they are, adults, same age as me or even younger than me. Also, be honest and never lies to them.
The Coolest Dog Ever It was a bright sunny day. Me, my dad, and my brother were driving down the road looking for a dog. We had been looking for a dog all day, but we hadn’t found a single dog all day that isn't owned by someone, and even a stray would do, we just wanted a dog and it wasn't just any day it was my birthday, and all i had wanted was a dog even though i thought that all dogs were evil killing machines I was ready to give them a chance. So we were just driving to the down the road looking everywhere we could think of a dog living. Finally i saw a sign it said free golden labs!
Who will I hang out with? What! Is that acne on my forehead!? Let’s face it… I am DOOMED. My sister who had already gone through junior high tried to tell me everything would be alright, but how can I trust her if her first day of Junior High was terrible!