Easter day is almost here….Is it bad that I don’t want to go? I mean, my mom, dad, and brother are not going, so my godmother offered to give me a ride so I could go with them. But I don’t want to go. No, I guess that’s not completely true. It’s not that I don’t WANT to go…It’s just that I don’t think I belong there. In our circle family and friends, I’m the loner, the oddball, different from the rest. I’m just the tag along that they think is annoying, they just won’t say it to my face. I WANT to go, I really do, but I know that if I go, I’ll just be making a fool of myself, most likely just sitting off by myself somewhere while they all play or something. So Easter, I guess I’ll just be spending it on my own at the park near my house, laying under a shady tree and listening to music…