It has been a quiet life all my life. Maybe this is some sort of diary turned into a story for people of all ages. I understand the fact that we don't all come from the same background, but I do believe we all hit an obstacle in life where all that we dreamed of shifted into an utterly plain life. I had just transferred from abroad, and I didn't know anyone. A boy from my left came by and said to the other classmates "Hey, this guy right here is my cousin". It was so casual it made me feel okay. Continuing on my life in elementary school, we were separated, and new friends were made. In fifth grade, I played the bully as a quiet kid who acted innocent. In my final year of junior high, I moved into a different school. This time there was no one who made me feel casual. The diversity struck me, and I felt like there was no one or group to stay with besides my kind. When highschool began I just ate lunch by myself outside of school where no one was, and sometimes I just skipped lunches and went to the library to find an empty quiet place where I could be.

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