Sunday, February 5, 2012

Someone different


There's this boy I see every day. Hes different than everyone else. Sometimes I sit near the basketball court in lunch time and I look to the other side of the court and see this boy whos about 3 years younger than me sitting all alone with a pizza and a diet Pepsi in hand. Everyday his at that very spot just observing everyone who happens to walk by. He sits and he watches in silent all of the selfish teenagers around him. I get this feeling every time I pass by him that he sees pass all of the stuff that people usually looks in people. That makes me feel really special is like he doesn't stare at people he actually sees them. Some people make fun of him and he doesn't have friends. Sometimes people just laugh in his face and not in a good way. Hes so intelligent he uses this big words that nobody uses. Maybe the teachers and the students see him differently than I do. He makes me put a smile in my face, he seems content and happy with whom he is. Not many people can say that they are truly  content with whom they actually are but his always himself, no shame. He lives in his own world. One time he told me he was from another planet and at that very moment for an instant I wanted to be in his world because he doesn't really care what people think or when people make fun. Its like his trapped in a perfect world.

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