Do you even remember?

Sometimes I wonder if anyone even remembers. The time I broke down in tears in front of my class. My dad was arguing. They talked about divorce. But I really cried because he said my mom was grounded from seeing her family (relatives). I hated that he yelled. And I tried to stop my tears before I got to school. Was this in 3rd, 4th? I was just so sad. A girl, Lily, asked me if I was okay at my locker. I couldn’t hold it in, and I just cried then and there. I had to go out of class to calm down. One of my kind teachers found out I cried (had a breakdown), so she went to see me. The excuse I used was that my parents were talking about divorce. She asked if she needed to call my parents, I said no.

I still wonder if she remembers. I still wonder if Lily remembers. I still wonder if Addie still remembers about the hints I gave her about my parents. That “my dad threw a plate at my mom, even a fork once”. And I still wonder why she never asked me if I was okay. I still wonder if she remembers my deepest darkest secret.