Fake smile.

Prolouge

     I was happy, once. I used to smile, a real smile. That all fell. Right down a deep hole...
     Let's start from the beginning, shall we?
     I was just a small kid, running and laughing. My laugh echoed through the sky. It was louder than a lions. I ran around my field, my dog chasing after me.
     "Coco, fetch the stick!" I threw the stick, watching the small white fluff with legs run after it.
     Ah, those were the good old days. Once I got to Middle school though, it changed.
     We moved to america. I was the odd one out, the only real Thailan there. I didn't know what others said and all I could do was wave and place a smile upon my face.
     Until this voice popped up...
    "Annyeonghaseyo!" This deep voice caught my attention.
    "I'm Mark." He faced me, giving a smile.
     With the very little English I knew, I spoke to him.
    "Hi, I-I am BamBam." I stumbled through the words.
    My while life had brighten up after that talk, finally knowing I would have a friend.
    At least, that's what I thought...