My 7th grade year was weird.
At first I was alone.
Until I found someone I knew.
We were great friends,
until I hung out with this boy.
My friend said, hangout with me more.
I said I´m sorry for ignoring you.
When I hung out with that boy,
He asked me to the dance.
I said no at first, but then I said yes.
Then we went to the dance,
I cried because it was my first, and last dance with him.
A month later he broke up with me.
I had friends in disguise.
They loved me for who I was.
At the end of the year,
We all said goodbye.
Then one day later,
I get a message from my first friend.
She said that she hated me.
And that was the end of my 7th grade year.