conversations; a.i.

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You weren't in my first 3 classes. I had social sciences, art history and geography.

I saw you during lunch today. I wanted to walk to the line to get some food, but walked straight to my usual seat.

I didn't sit alone and stared at things hoping people wouldn't see me. I knew that would only give me attention and that's just what I don't want.

My brother doesn't like to see me sad or lonely. He insisted I would sit with him and his two friends.

They are nice to me and treat me like a normal person. Not that they have to because my brother forces them. They just understand why I am the way I am.

I took a seat next to my brother and he asked: "Why didn't you get something to eat?"

I shrugged.

I wish I could see you more often, but I hoped you would see me less.