“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”
― Mahatma Gandhi
If I was August when he was talking to his mom in his bedroom after the first day of school I would feel... Alone because no one around me knows or even could imagine how I feel looking like this. No one would know how hard it is to be made fun of or stared at every single day of there whole entire life. Upset that even thought my mom tries to comfort me she doesnt know what I go threw everyday, like at school today when all the girls where whisppering behind his back, even thought he can’t hear what they are saying he gets the idea that hes being made fun of. But weirdest of all HAPPY that someone like Summer likes me for how I am!