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I entered the room. All eyes on me. 

I smile to let them know that I am not hostile. After all, many people immediately have an opinion of who I am just because of my face. I naturally have a mean face, but by smiling, I let them know that I am not an enemy. 

I take my place in the group. 

I'm together with them, but at the same time, I am all alone. 

I don't seem to fit in.

Is it the way I look? The way I talk? 

It is.

Everything about me is different from the rest.

I can't seem to connect with the rest.

Whenever we talk, it feels like they are just doing it out of kindness or pity.

Not because they actually see me as someone worth talking to.

It's the same everywhere I go.

I'm around people but still alone.

Falling deeper and deeper into my own pit of despair.

Have I ever felt anything other than that loneliness?

I wonder...

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