Echoes of Renewal

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tell him about everything, including mum's new job. I didn't realize until today how painful dad's death was and how much I never moved on from it. Dad was buried at California's cemetery, and it was quite a drive from here. I was to stop at mum's workplace to collect the necklace dad gave me when I was born. After he died, I held onto the necklace so much that it felt like I couldn't leave without it. After hundreds of therapy sessions, mum had to take

**Micha

bout the stupid party. The last time I went to the hotel was last year for my sixteenth birthday, where I didn't invite anyone from school, just my friends, not that I have any. Well, actually, my mum's business partner's children. I was going to be at my best behavior to get a Lamborghini truck from mum, so it was going to be worth it. The hotel was filled up with people, lots of people. While mum was greeting her guests, I decided to walk around. I was go

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about Michael because I didn't hate him anymore; there was this strange feeling I get when I remembered last night with him. It was nothing I told myself; we are just trying to be friends and that was it. Before I knew it, the day was finally over, and I had school to prepare for the next day. Kissing my mum good night, I headed up to my room. After taking a long warm bath to relax my muscles, I jumped into bed and before I knew it I was dreaming away. Monday's has always been my worst day of the week but today seemed worst. When I got into the school bus, everything seemed and reeled weird, I just walked to the backside where I usually stayed. Emma doesn't take the bus since she can afford Uber rides or she would have her mum or dad drop her off. I am used to sitting alone at the back, but today everyone kept staring at me looking at their phones, when I got to school people pointed and laughed at me, even Emma acted like I didn't exist everyone including Carissa and the people I thought were my friends acted like I didn't exist! Even Michael, who I thought was becoming a friend, couldn't even make eye contact with me. My first class was government; I couldn't concentrate, and when I was called on to answer a question, I stood up and could

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it since I have always told him everything about Brynn, and he even gives me ideas on some of the things I do. I felt sorry for her and I wasn't planning on doing anything stupid; I just sent him pictures from Saturday night to show him how changed of a person I was even though Brynn doesn't know when the picture was taken by my driver John. How could he post them on Instagram! This is the reason why I don't have friends because they end up doing crazy things and stabbing you at your back. When I got to school, everyone was talking about it; hundreds of comments were

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nd if I sit here?" I asked with a small voice "sure". "Am Alex, just moved here last week," Alex said with a smile "was surprised when you walked up to me and even spoke to me, nobody really has sat with me I usually ate my lunch at the library, everyone here is so mean," he said with a forced smile. "Am Brynn," I said with a smile. "I know what you are going through and I just want you to know it will pass," Alex muttered. I was touched at least someone cared about me after all, right now I would make do with even the smallest care given to me. After lunch break I walked Alex to his class; he was actually in eleventh grade and was sixteen, he has lived in New York all his life but moved here after his dad was transferred here. I felt so connected to him because he has lived in New York for so long, I was sure of something that was the fact that Alex