My life before quarantine was great. I was on top of the world. Thriving. I had so many friends, my grades were impeccable, and I was happy. March 14, the word comes out, we’re out of school for a couple of weeks. I was ecstatic. 2 weeks of a break with no homework, it was practically an early spring break. Not knowing how serious the virus was, my friends and I planned so many events. But, no. More news came out, all restaurants, small businesses, and malls were closing, but why, this virus couldn’t be that serious, right? Soon 2 weeks at home turned into a month, a month turned into 2 and suddenly we were out of school until summer. Now, you guys may be thinking, you should be excited about this, you don’t have school! I was at first, then we actually started to do work and I started distancing from my friends. I wasn’t used to not talking to them in person. Soon, they all started drifting from me, creating new friend groups and ghosting me. I didn’t mind much at first because I was so overwhelmed by the work given over quarantine. Learning online was so difficult for me. It still is. The overwhelming amount of homework given was insane. I was so stressed out, crying every day because I couldn’t understand the curriculum. I decided that doing my homework was the least of my worries since school was optional at the time, I decided to focus on myself. I tried to cope with the stress by talking with my friends but they were always unavailable, talking or hanging out with other people. I was all alone. Everyday was an endless amount of pain. I ended up making a couple friends, one so happened to become my boyfriend. During the time spent with him was the most amazing time of my life. He helped me cope with my loneliness. Helped me get through the pain. Then like that he disappeared, not forever, but to focus on himself until he was able to treat me right. I was all alone again. Pain. That’s all I feel.