I lied

I can't stop writing right now. I don't know but I feel like I just have to continue. Why can't this type of writing be acceptable in school? I feel like this is better than writing about a research paper. I don't know all I know is that I am a mess right now. I wish I wasn't just right now is a low. Too many thoughts going through my head. I can't stop them, they are out of control. They keep spinning and I keep falling. And no one is there to catch me. Everyone else just ignores me, they only come around when they find it convenient or need something. All I am to them is a tool, useful everyone now and then but for the most part I just sit in my box left alone until they need me. And I hate it. I am sick of it, but there is nothing I can do. Because I am afraid to be alone, so I apologize for any venting that I do. I only have one fear and it is the fear of being alone. Nothing else scares me. Not heights, snakes, bugs, fire, maybe not even death. But when I am alone, I go crazy. I feel hurt.