Did I mention that my teachers hate me too?

   Yeah, I have to sit alone at the back of the class and read by myself.

   I still don't know why.







   I really do question my existence sometimes, however I know I'm here right now.

   I know I'm here because at least one person sees that I'm here.

   Metaphorically speaking, I'm not invisible- just the only one on this planet able to speak.



   Then again, maybe everyone feels like this? Maybe everyone else can talk too, but only to themselves?

   That never occurred to me.

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