Another day has started, which means another day for not
fitting in and pretending to be someone that I’m not. When I get to school, I
bring music to my ears whenever I have time to spare especially during passing
time; so I don’t have to focus on how I’m so alone and such an outcast. So many
people are just pushing me through the halls acting like I don’t exist. I hear
snickering coming from behind and then I get shoved into a locker by a huge
football player by accident. Once he realizes what he did, he apologizes right
away and says he didn’t see me there. After fighting the crowd, I make my way
to the bathroom. I’m leaning over the sink trying to control my pain and my
tears. When I get the chance, I look up in the mirror and start to see my
reflection of myself disappearing. Suddenly, all I could see was the stalls and
everything else surrounding me, but the only thing that I couldn’t see was my
own reflection. Am I really invisible? I knew I sure felt like it but I wasn’t
sure if I truly was or not. I pinched myself to see if this was really
happening or if it was just a dream. Of course, it was real! A group of girls
come in while their giggling and gossiping about something, and they don’t even
notice me sniffling like crazy with my face and eyes all red. They were in
there for about 5 minutes and not one comment or even one look from any of the
girls. I wonder if they even know if I am there or not. Once they all left I
was finally all alone. I started crying even more because I couldn’t get a group
of girls to believe that I exist. I bent down and sat along the wall and hid my
face inside my lap. With my hands folded crisscross and my face hidden away, I
could see through the small crack two pairs of men’s dress shoes standing by my
feet.
The guys both say in a deep and old
crackly voice, “Sweetie, don’t let them get to you. Even if we can’t be with
you in person anymore, you mean the world to us and all this pain going on
inside you right now will just be invisible later on!”
I knew those crackly old voices
anywhere. I slowly bring my head up to see if I was right. And I was; there
standing at my feet are my two grandpas with a huge smile on their faces! They
both lend a hand and helped me up from the cold, gross floor. One of them
noticed that I was crying so he took his hand and gently wiped my tears of pain
away.
The one
that wiped my tears away kept repeating over and over that everything would be
OK. “Just because you’re confidence may seem silent right now doesn’t mean you
are weak! Society wants to see you fail and give up. But, bite them in the butt
and tell them that you’re never going to give up no matter how hard it may
seem. Go out and show the world that it’s ok to be an outcast and to be
different!”
I turn
my head to my other grandpa as he starts to talk, “The world will never
understand what you’re are going through or the labels they give you that you
don’t deserve. Just remember when you feel like an outcast, we both will be
right by your side waving a flag at you saying that everything will be ok,
you’ll always have us, and most importantly everything that you’re feeling
right now will pass and soon be invisible!!”
I heard
footsteps coming towards the bathroom and I turn to where my grandpas were
standing. They weren’t there anymore. I was confused where they went and why
they had to leave so early. But then, I realized no matter if they are down
here on Earth or not, I’ll never be invisible to them!!
