I chose this picture of a lonely person because I was an outcast during my freshmen year. I was lonely and did not really have any friends to talk to. I was a wounded zebra.
I chose this picture of a tree because my art project for the year was to draw a tree. Art class was the only class that I could express my feelings and show how I really felt.
I chose this photo because I had a lot of fake friends in my freshmen year. For example a girl named Heather. She was only my friend when she needed something. I need to find real true friends.