My name is Samantha Tate.
I'm a nobody.
No one notices me which is okay. I have a few friends only two actually but I feel like they don't even care about me and there only my friends out of pity.
My mom doesn't talk to me anymore she tells me I'm a disgrace in the family and I believe her. She keeps my little brother away from me scared that I'll rub off my depression and ruin him. I don't blame her though I ruin everything.
I'm simply going about my day with a mask. I have a fake smile the one where it looks real but its not because its not reaching your eyes. My laugh is like it always is lifeless but believable enough.
School ends and everyone says goodbye to each other but I feel like when people say bye to me they hope it's for good. I feel like they hope they'll never see me again.
Maybe that'd be a good thing.
