This text was based on someone that most people here know. Altough it is only based on that person, a lot of the text is true.
Unfair
I went to this new place. Everyone there was different from me. I decided to be myself.
I tried to fit in, to talk about what I liked. Not many people there liked me.
Still now, I don't understand why. People fought with me, and I harmed some without even noticing. I know there are even some people I still don't know I hurt.
People were rude to me, and I had enough suffering before I even went there. I just did what I knew. I guess some people were just to different themselves to accept me.
Of course, some had their reasons, but were they fair?No, they weren't. Most hated me for no reason.
Then one day, I hurt someone. I didn't hit him, I didn't damage his body, but his mind. He was annoyed, and told on me to an elder. The elder argued with me, and even scared me. I don't believe I deserved that much.
That boy, he realized I was suffering, after a friend of mine talked to him. They both tried to help me but, I fight my own fights.
I kept on struggling to be accepted, the boy did everything he could to help me. And I just rejected him, because I wanted to do everything by myself.
That boy was right, tough. He told me that unless I tried to solve my problems, unless I changed, I should leave. I wouldn't be accepted there. People made fun of me because I refused to change as them.
One day, as he said, I decided to leave that place. That Unfair place. Maybe, if I had just done what he said, and talked to people who harmed me and that I harmed... Maybe I'd still be myself today.
This text was based on someone that most people here know. Altough it is only based on that person, a lot of the text is true.
Unfair
I went to this new place. Everyone there was different from me. I decided to be myself.
I tried to fit in, to talk about what I liked. Not many people there liked me.
Still now, I don't understand why. People fought with me, and I harmed some without even noticing. I know there are even some people I still don't know I hurt.
People were rude to me, and I had enough suffering before I even went there. I just did what I knew. I guess some people were just to different themselves to accept me.
Of course, some had their reasons, but were they fair?No, they weren't. Most hated me for no reason.
Then one day, I hurt someone. I didn't hit him, I didn't damage his body, but his mind. He was annoyed, and told on me to an elder. The elder argued with me, and even scared me. I don't believe I deserved that much.
That boy, he realized I was suffering, after a friend of mine talked to him. They both tried to help me but, I fight my own fights.
I kept on struggling to be accepted, the boy did everything he could to help me. And I just rejected him, because I wanted to do everything by myself.
That boy was right, tough. He told me that unless I tried to solve my problems, unless I changed, I should leave. I wouldn't be accepted there. People made fun of me because I refused to change as them.
One day, as he said, I decided to leave that place. That Unfair place. Maybe, if I had just done what he said, and talked to people who harmed me and that I harmed... Maybe I'd still be myself today.