I walk down the halls. I eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I do my homework and act normal. But I am empty. I don't feel anything. I don't feel happy, sad, or angry. I am unable to feel them. Im broken. At least, I was. Then one fateful day, I met him. He made me feel something. Something unexplainable, impossible. He became my friend. This is the story of how a boy taught me to feel.