My “friends” don’t even know I exist. On Friday, we had a field trip and I sat in a three seater on the bus by myself until my “friend” Charlie asked to sit with me because there were no seats. The whole time, I was excluded from their conversation. It wasn’t until we were half way there that Charlie noticed. He said, “Oh I’m sorry, you seem so excluded.” Me, “Yeah, it’s ok, I don’t want to talk.” Any true friend would know there’s something wrong. One girl tried to take a picture of me and Charlie in the seat, so obviously she saw me. On the ride home, I sat on the outside, so it was even more awkward because they had their conversation around me. Then, my closest school “friends” started talking about how they should hang out that night-without me. I knew I wouldn’t be hanging out with them anyway, but they didn’t have to talk about it in front of me. I would rather not know. They always plan things with “everyone” but I’ not included in “everyone.” In my choir class, two of “my friends” sit next to me, and they don’t even say a word to me. I don’t have one single friend.