This generation.

Few days, or weeks ago, I really don't know, I don't even care about the time. I was on the way home. I had actually great day with one of my friends, but I wanted to be at home, drink tea and listen to music, because it was really cold outside.
At square was some bunch of little kids, they could be around 8-12. But they yelled at each other and they seemed quite agressive, so I decided to go other way. It was almost evening and I really wanted to get home. And when I was almost there I heard their voices behind me. I speeded up my walking. I never had fear of kids in this age. Like, I'm 16, right? Why I should be afraid of them?
And then I heard: "Hey guys, let's invade her."
But I kept walking, I was naive and I hoped they meant someone else. But yeah, it was only me in this street. And then there was little boy, around ten and he had a fucking knife. I was shocked, scared, I stopped walking and then I just looked at him and he fucking started to laugh and made fun of me. Like... what the fuck? Then I turned around and the others was just like him. I kept my mouth shut, because I didn't know how to react. Should I say that they're dumb? But they could get agressive.
Should I start to scream? Or something? Instead of it I was just standing there, watching them laugh. After some minutes I turned around to go home and I was thinking about it. When I was in their age, I played with dolls, later I watched Naruto and I had a respect to older people. I really don't get it. I don't say that every in this generation is bad, but it makes me sick that there's kids like this.

I dunno why I wrote it there. Maybe I'm just too emotional and over-dramatic and care too much. But I just felt like it. I write everything what come to my mind, this is why I've got this blog, so I'll make this article a little longer.

In few last days I felt quite good. (Not at the weekend, because of MCR broke up) But after some time it hits me again. I really don't know why I just can't get over this. There's milions of people who suffer more than me and they're stronger than me. Maybe it's just too long, so I can't handle it. No more. It's been six years... At those times I thought: "Don't worry, it'll be better in few months.", when I was 12 I thought: "Well, after year it'll be fine." and now I don't even hope, I'll rather go and write my feelings there, cry in the shower, listen to sad songs and draw because it's better than believe in something that probably doesn't exist, like at all.

I don't know what I should write, because I know I can be seriously really annoying and I fuck up everything I start, I'll stop writing and go to sleep.

To everyone who's just like me: stay strong, you're not in this alone.

Love,
Luce.