''Are you okay?'' ''How are you?'' ''Did you have a good day?'' I am brought back to my misery by their pondering questions. I smile and laugh ''Yes I'm great'' I know it's a lie but I don't wish to hurt someone else. As I get home I re-think my day except this time, my story has a twist in my hand isn't books for class but my best friend, the one who helps me through it all My*Razor