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That one kid was always on the bus.
He always sat alone, never talked to anyone, and always just quietly stared at the window next to him.
Kids often picked on him in school.
I'd observe this daily routine and really thought nothing of it.
I mean sure I felt bad for him, but I never really thought about defending him.
I never actually thought he could be hurting inside.
I was simply selfish.
While kids were worrying about grades, or making the sports team, or just being popular, here was he.
He sat alone at lunch, he rarely talked, and I don't think he ever went to class.
And when he didn't come to school?
No one even noticed.
No one even cared.
No one even bothered.
So I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when a few days later I found out he had committed suicide.
No one even knew his name, who he was, or if even he went to our school.
The only reason I knew was because he was on my bus.
I had observed his introverted ways, and lack of friends.
I should've talked to him, I should've been a friend.
I wish I would've just said something, maybe just gave him a simple smile; letting him know he wasn't all alone in this world.
I wish I wouldn't have been simply selfish.