” How are you feeling today?” “How are you feeling lately?” It’s all they ever ask. “How’s homelife going?”
“the usual” I answered.It was, the usual I mean. Disgusting was how I could describe it. Or maybe I’m just a whiny brat. “School?”
“The same”.
“The same as in?”.
“As in, the same crappy grades, teachers and friends.”
The room was silent. I waited for another question. She always had another.
“Nathaniel, are you trying to make your life better?”.
“No.”
“Why not?”
”......Because,....nothing will help it.”