Why is everyone moving so quickly? I'm still stuck in the same place as always. I never move. I can never leave. I'm a burden and I'll be the first one to admit it. All day I've been thinking about how things would go on if I died. Earlier this year a boy in my school died. Barely anyone thinks about him anymore. I am always thinking of him. Will I be forgotten all the same? Eventually I will be. After a week or two life will carry on as usual, I will not be on their minds anymore.
Everyone has a best friend, you know? That one special person who they go to with everything and they know they're there for them. I'm not that person to anyone. I'm always the background character. Background characters are replaceable. Expendable.
Some nights I feel like the only thing keeping me here is the sound of Gabriel laughing as he watches his YouTube videos.
