Summer is the only time I feel alive. Sorta sucks too cuz I hate the sun and the heat. When I'm going through school days, it feels like I'm the walking dead. I just sit in the chair they tell me to sit in, I write down what they order me to, I go where they want me to go, I eat when they want me to eat, I'm silent when they want my silence, and I pretend to have the emotions they want me to have. School is a living H***. I love it when they let me out of my shackles, even though I am still a captive in this world and they can call me back whenever they want. School is the jail cell and life is the prison grounds. Although I will never be a totally free individual, it's nice to leave the cell for a little while.