My Forgotten Lunchbox...

Today, I left my lunchbox in the school library again. It's not the first time this has happened... Last week it was the music room, then the gym. Mom always asks if I've eaten when she picks me up, and I just tell her yes... She never knows that all I had was a juice box and an apple from my backpack. Sometimes, I wish someone would notice how forgetful I am and bring me something nice to eat... But no one ever does. Maybe it's better this way though, because then I don't have the guilt of not sharing with others... Even when I see them eating their snacks in class, I just pretend everything is fine. It's like everyone else remembers their lunchbox but me...