So, school just ended, and I'm a wreck. Hi, I'm Claire, top of the class, student Vice President, absolutely garbage, the whole tamale. But, I am always so terrified of going to and from school. I mean, College isn't scary, but the path sure is! I have to leave the house at 7:00 and be at school by 7:30. And, where I live, it's still dark at 7. I have to throw myself out of my apartment, and waltz right past some dark woods and an old shed. No big deal, right? Well, at night, when I walk back, I just here voices upon voices, followed by a much calmer one. I rarely sleep at night. Heck, I rarely stay awake in class too. I am such a wreck. I also have this chick, Hailey, who is literally a vogue model. On the outside. She shoved prechewed gum in my locker, accused me of taking teachers' stuff, blah blah blah. But, whenever, I feel down, I go to the woods (or near it). I never knew why though. Something, like the tiny brain cell that can say what's blue and red, or the pink slushy of my organs, just tells me to. I don't know why.