My first draftA Story by EzzmyHow odd is it to get banished from the society just for the fact that
you’re slightly different than others? First of all, I have to admit that living in such a society is quite
challenging, I was subjected to awful misjudgments at home, school… EVERYWHERE.
Fruitlessly, I’ve tried to blend in the groups and act like a normal person,
even though “normal” is just an illusion, but according to the norms of this
population, I can define fitting in it implicates, squeezing my mind so it can be
akin to their restricted minds, and skewed perspectives, obstructing my abilities
and potentials to become a clone of them. Practically, I was living heads- in-
the clouds every day; it has been an ordeal which I had to go through since
birth. But sometimes I ask myself: Am I surrounded with an aura that sends a
repulsive vibes to everyone? In my younger and more vulnerable years, I remember how I loved to be
alone. It was such a pleasure to hear my thoughts in peace. But I’ve always
been interrupted by the famous cliché saying: “You’re a very calm and obedient
young lady”. What an erroneous judgment! Isn’t it peculiar to assess a person’s
character from their looks or attitude? Perhaps, it reveals the superficiality
of these people’s thinking. I’m still wondering why I have always hid the
rebellion in me for such a long time. I was too mature for my age at that time,
I used to observe people’s reactions and interpret any tiny pulse that awakes
my senses. How strange not to know myself well. I only discovered some of my
potentials lately. Things I didn’t know I was capable of doing. Although,
because of the enigmatic quality of my mind and the profound genuine wisdom of
my soul, I could survive the trial I had to endure every single day. Suddenly, an owl appeared on my window pane, she kept making an
assortment of sounds that interrupted the series of the melancholic remembrances.
Somehow the sounds of the nocturnal animals outside and the groaning of the
wind have made a suitable symphony for this blustery weather and my dull mood
swings. Slowly the outside world commenced to invades my senses, then I noticed that the sun has started to rise;
I gradually realized that I have stayed forty-eight hours awake, drank five
coffees” Great, as usual,
you’ve disturbed your biological hour, how in the heaven will you restore the
order? You need to control your time, remember, you have final exams to cram
for. ” . As much as I wanted to persist scolding myself but then I recalled
that it’s my birthday today, I think I deserve a break. © 2015 EzzmyAuthor's Note
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