I don't know how much I cry inside, i lost count already. Everyday always has to be ruined by something...a feeling will appear in m hollow stomach. Even after I consume dinner, the feeling will stay put in my stomach. Lurching back and forth and bringing the grotesque feeling of guilt back. The feeling of fear, sadness, anger, and mostly guilt. If only i was in college, I would be able to make a change for my family but I'm just a middle schooler....with only the ambition of entering Boston Latin School. I think to myself at times that maybe I should aim for a higher goal even if I'm reluctant to. Sometimes we have to do things for other peo