I am running away.
Not from a bully.
Not from a scary animal
and seriously not from my parents.
I run away, because I want to escape from the
hard work that I'm going through.
I'm behind but not a lot.
I promise myself not to work too much.
I have a friend who is really stressed out.
She had been working for too long
that she actually bursts into tears.
My friends and I try to convince her not to stress herself a lot.
we don't want her to go insane.
I miss her friendly smile
and her funny reactions.
she always use to talk about her funny life.
but now we don't talk about anything.
I wish we were still the same
the way we were on freshmen year.
before the damn work started to get difficult.
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