Back in my tenth grade year, I thought I was gonna be Okie that everything is fine. That I no longer had to leave with this feeling that one day it get up and disappeared. My name is Bubble Clear. I know I didn't fit in that well with kids. I knew that I was different,and I was okie with that for a moment. Things started to change, they started making me feel bad for who I was. And I couldn't deal.