"Do you still feel as sad as yesterday?"
"More."
"Why?"
"My parents demanded me to stop being petty."
"What did they think was petty?"
"Isn't it so stupid? This sadness. It's so...inexplicable! Why am I so sad Anne-Marie? I have everything I could ever wish for yet here I am, so ungrateful, so...sad! I despise that word! I shouldn't be feeling this way! There are so many other people that have it so much worse than me! What's wrong with me?"
And right there, for that one moment, the calm façade that the girl had been sporting slipped away. It revealed the depth of the girl's sadness, her confusion, her frustration at the world and herself.
Anne-Marie couldn't speak for a while, she was so shocked by her strong outburst and her name being spoken for the first time.
"Is that you speaking...or your parents?"
The girl slumped in her seat and didn't reply.
Silence.
