The fight is officially over and, not surprisingly, I lost. But that’s alright. It’s about time I have to deal with something like this in my life. Now I can start focusing on important things such as school and things like school. Sometimes I just want to move. Pack up and get away. But that would be running. That would be escape. And I know it would only work for a while. It would only be a few days before I missed everyone. Maybe A week or two. I could have new friends, but I hang on to what I have because I like them. Not only that, I love them. They are my family.