I am young, a young man with the tendency to enjoy being alone sometimes to think. I am constantly importuned and bothered as if I was a lonely virus. When I leave a conversation, the other people seem happier and have something else to talk about. When I walk down the hallway, I am a body repellent, and I am the one that everyone tries to get rid of. I have few friends. Some of which make fun of me and tease me about being alone so much. I am frequently scolded by teachers and my parents. Life is a vortex to me, with no beginning and no end, just small incisions of time in between. I constantly think about other people, what they think of me, what I can do to help them, and why so many people show malice towards me in my own little world. I am known to be the kid who tries to fit in but never or almost never succeeds. I do not mind teasing anymore. I think of it as an everyday thing, but it is the constant taunting and rumors as if the whole school is beating the dead horse that I used to own. I am constantly told, nobody likes you, in the non-playful way, and the "get away from me, you have no life." That I get once or twice a week. I have even been falling apart during school due to stress and depression; I think I have metaphorically collapsed more times in the past month that I have in years. Making myself a pain to live with. What do I do to get myself out of this rut that turns into an abyss of even trying to fit in? Why have I not gone insane yet? Why does close to everyone hate me? Why am I a hated person even though people think I am amiable? Most of all, why, just why, is it the introverts that never make it socially?