Somebody Please Help Me

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I would tell you my name, but I don’t think it really matters.

I don’t think I really matter.

Nobody does.

People walk by me every day.

They never look at me.

They wish I would just disappear.

I don’t blame them.

I wish I could disappear.

Do you know what it’s like?

Feeling alone?

I have no one.

Nobody cares.

But why should they?

It’s just me.

I am nothing.

I am fifteen years old.

I used to like going to school.

I used to have friends.

Lots of them.

Then one day I didn’t.

I had none.

I don’t know why.

Maybe I’m ugly.

That’s what they say.

I used to think I was pretty.

I was wrong.

They heard a rumor.

They wouldn’t tell me.

It was about me.

Something bad.

But don’t they know me?

Know I’m not bad?

Or am I bad?

Is it true?

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