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Do you know that person that hides? Always wearing that black sweater? Always has their hair in her face? Never answering anyone? you might see a lot of those people. you might say I'm a part of that population,so isn't he, that society for you and it just hates us, just a few word can get you going in a matter of a few seconds,

its weird it really is. I've only ran into him a few times but he never looked me in the eyes, hes never spoke to me, hes... hes just different.. not in a bad way, just a mistaken, hurt boy that doesn't know how to forgive himself.

I've always been the same... I would try to talk to him... but I shut up afterwards because I forget how to speak,

I never spoke in that school...

every time I do I get stared at like im some sort of freak, I was too smart for my own good, so I stop speaking, I only listened to the teachers... no one else, except my two best friends, Evan and Anna, I love them two, Evan, hes a year older than me and Anna, hes also a bit of a player, but hes a good boy, I've known him for too long, he'll fall in love one day, I believe it! so doesn't Anna.

and I'm just the quite one... until I get home... then there's my mom, she's a lawyer, and she's amazing at what she does, she's not really home that much often after she took Martin's case,(my dad)  but when she is we make the best of it.

oh I'm Andrew by the way