When you were younger you had trouble making friends. After a few years when you turned 7 you finally found a suitable friend group. You were often left out but it wasn’t that bad. After a while the left out increased and you started eating lunches alone and paying alone and sitting alone in class. You always got home and your mother would ask you how your day was and you always replied with good nothing else.

One day you were all 9 one of the friends were giving out birthday invitations but you were a meter away from the group behind them and obviously didn’t get one. You were upset but still held everything in. One day you got home again your single mother asked again how your day was her expecting another good or ok.