Still, I fought through it, fighting until I gained a smile on my own face.
I tried to do everything in my power to help people who didn't like me. Who treated me as a thing, who said "Look at that!" to their girlfriends while pointing at me. Who started giggling when I went for a walk.
Why was I still doing everything for them?
I didn't realize they really didn't like me until it was too late. Way too late.
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