Everyone else is an alien. How did I ever miss that?
I cannot see anyone through the same eyes anymore. Is my family even my family
at all? My parents? It is as if they are strangers to me now. They take me to
school in the morning, and I try to act normal. I do not want them to be
suspicious of me knowing what they are. School is even worse. All the weird
things they do, that normally did not mean a thing to me, has made my mind
scramble for answers. If they are all aliens, what do they know that I do not?
I am afraid to touch them, to talk to them, I cannot even look them in the eye –
can they read my mind? Can they tell I am different? I suppose I would be the
alien to them. I need to get out of here. My brain cannot wrap itself around
this twisted thought of being among all aliens. Surely, what I have found must
not be true, right? I should not get myself worked up. They will know for sure
if I was the one acting weird. Maybe they do not know. After all this time,
they have not treated me any differently. If I keep doing what I have been
doing, there should not be a problem now. But what would they do if they did
find out???
~ Alyssa Schnell
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