A couple weeks into the school year and I was already failing both academically and sociably. People continued to mock my scar and my introverted ways. It was a rare occasion that I was found outside of the library, classroom, or common room. It was like I was in a trance. I didn't talk to anyone and my eyes were glazed over most of the time. The only reason anyone ever approached me was so they could kick or punch me, My nightmares continued. The teachers even think that I'm a lost cause. The burden of the world is enough to make me consider letting myself go. I quickly turned the thought away the first time but as time wears on and on the option gets more appealing by the second. If I make it to the end of the year it would be a miracle. My parent's letters have been coming in by the hundreds. I haven't responded to any because I'm ashamed. My parents had built a good life for themselves and I didn't want to add disappointment to it. "Best to just stay away." I kept thinking every time I pictured their faces in my mind. Halloween was coming and I couldn't care less.