User blog:TheToughGuy/A Year At Bullworth for C-Money: Chp. 39

Depression Hurts
After what I did back at the bank, lots of people started to treat me well. Townfolks call me a hero and some of the ones that were hostages back at the bank gave me money or some candy. The cops also call me a hero, but keep saying to never do something like that again. The teachers thank me alot for saying Crabblesnitch. Some students are happy about that and some are not. The Non-Clique students are okay about it. The Nerds call me the 'Little Sparrow' of Bullworth Academy. The Preps ask me why I didn't let Crabblesnitch. The Greasers were fine with what I did and so was the Bullies. The Jocks didn't care about what I did. They just cared about themselves. Things were really good for a few days, but I then started to feel depressed.

For a few days, I just didn't want to see anyone. I just wanted to be left alone. I felt really bad like a weigh has been dropped on me. I just can't cope with myself. Things are really down for me. So far, Greg tried to talk to me. "C-Money, please don't be like that. What's been wrong with you?", he said. "I don't wanna talk about it", I said while laying on my bed. "Please just talk to me. At least come with me to the Rockin' Box to have something to drink", he said. "No, I want to be alone", I said. He tried some more, but he gave up. He musta told the others about it as they tried to talk to me as well.

(UNFINISHED)