Student Ink Spring 2013 | Page 120

am scared with every fight we have and cling to them as if they were the difference between life and death. Thankfully I am one of the few who go by, usually unnoticed. I have many lunch tables of friends and welcome anyone into my life.
The kids who think they are the sun itself crush the other students. They are a very small stampede in the middle of a very big valley but yet they seem to be able the cover every inch of it. The popular kids, boys and girls are destructive and mean. They will not be allowed to run wild and every one will be treated as individuals that have a mind. The balance of the school, state, country, and world rest in the hands of the few who are untouched by these monsters but recognize them and someday put a stop to them. Friendly people are people who reach for your hand when you fall. Friends reach for your hand but touch your heart.