It's Wednesday and your mom finally goes to your school. She has not left the house since you took your life, but she knew she had to go. She enters your classroom to see the teacher sitting at her desk grading papers. It is 12:19 PM, so, your classmates are sitting in lunch. Your teacher greets her and asks where you have been. Your mother burts into the tears and the teacher automatically is astonished. She has no idea what is wrong, but she tries to comfort your mother. Your mother begins to explain what had happened, and your teacher cries too. She begins to have flashbacks of all the times she yelled at you for not paying attention and not doing your homework. She thinks it is her fault for being hard on you. Your classmates return and are confused. A couple of students recognize your mom and want to say "hi", but they sense something is wrong. Your teacher calls the vice principal and principal in and your mom explains. Everyone in the classroom is now crying. Even the annoying boy that sat behind you and threw gum in your hair is crying, thinking is his fault. Even the popular girl that would not give you the time of day is crying, thinking is her fault. They are probably all faking, because nobody actually cares, right?