When faced with the theme "I belong" I remembered a time when I was much younger. I was in the bathroom stall, trying to hold back tears, when I heard a classmate come in and asked to talk with me. She held my hand and told me that everything would be alright. Although such a small interaction, that simple reassurance from a classmate reminded me that I do belong, that I have a place in this world, and that people care about me.
