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Because that's who you are... No One is going to read this, just like you...

Today, I went to a party for a friend of mine. I had little reason to be there, save for the argument that my other friend had made, and the fact that it was for my friend. Needless to say, I gathered up my brothers, who were also invited, though I;m sure the only reason I was invited at all was because they (The guys throwing the party) knew I'd drag my brothers along. Anyway, I gathered up my brothers and left for the party, telling our ride that we'd be leaving by 7. Upon arriving, I was calm, even a little happy, but I still felt the urge to hide myself from everyone around me. This changed when I found some familiar faces painting everyone. I knew someone here, and at that moment, the amount of people I knew outweighed the number of people I didn't. This was perfectly fine with me, and I began to have a good time. I Was enjoying myself until I realized how late it was. My brother called our ride and told them we'd be staying until 8, and not to wait up.

At that point, people started arriving. Not just any people, not just random friends, or people I had seen every day, either. People I had never met, people I never even knew existed, were arriving, making me feel uncomfortable. Then, when one in particular arrived, a friend of mine introduced me and my brothers. My youngest brother, Andrew, was introduced as being cool, my other little brother, Daniel, was introduced as being cool, if quiet... I was insulted, onle me, by a friend no less, while being introduced to someone I didn't even know... I would have been fine if it had stopped there, the arriving, I mean, but people still poured in, and I was forced to leave the room...

I hid in the garage, and waited for our ride to arrive. I fell asleep at some point, and our friend came out screaming or something. My brothers were out with me, and I'm pretty sure that he was telling them that they missed our friends arrival for his party because of me...

Because of me...

I couldn't help it. I was tired, and was certain that, had I decided to stay around those people, they would have judged me, and HATED me. Daniel didn't want to go in the first place, was only there because Andrew and I had gone, and wouldn't have gone otherwise. Andrew was the only one enjoying himself, but for some reason, he felt the absolute NEED to follow me around EVERYWHERE I went, after trying to ignore me when we first arrived. And then, after telling our friends he'd stay all night... He left. Our ride arrievd, we hopped in without saying goodbye (nobody would have missed me anyway, though I urged Andrew and Daniel to tell everyone goodbye), and promptly left...

There's a certain friend out there that I hope will read this, though the probability of that is too small for me to even hope. To that friend, I would like to say, "There is my explanation. Hate me if you want. In the end, it makes it easier on me."

And to another friend who may or may not read this, "Sorry for not staying."