its a shame, how i've come to dread the times when school ends, i dread having to go home to an empty house, being alone. i dread leaving classrooms, where im surrounded by people for a change. i dread leaving, because its the only place where i have someone to talk to, an acutal persons. its sucha a shame that im 18 years old, and the saddest ive been in years. its a shame that i've never felt so alone in my entire life, that i long for the moments when i get to speak to someone who isnt yelling, who isnt judging, who isint giving me dirty looks. its a shame that i crave the moments when i get to be held, if only for a moment. the moments wh