I don't understand how a roomful of people can smile when someone close to them has to be dragged out of the room because they are in so much pain. Her cries of agony were terrifying, and yet you all managed to continue on, laughing, as if nothing had happened? Look, I don't even know Kelsey that well. Not as well as a lot of you, anyway. And yet I was the one that couldn't concentrate because I was worried about her. Most of you didn't give it a second thought. What kind of people are you?
So many other people say they feel the same way as I do most of the time. So why do I feel so alone?
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