The Unlucky Guy

Introspective

        

        Hello my name is Alton Hindton and I dislike the world. The world is too stressful because if you think about it if you mess up one time in your life or in the so called "real world" it turns into a continuous cycle of messing up creating bad habits sadly that’s my situation. I face this because of course I am unlucky. During these routines I feel the world is nothing but a simulation because there is nothing special going on in my life. Currently I am 15 in my freshman year in high school I always follow up my day with my usual routine wake up, get dressed, eat, and get ready to walk to school. I am usually always vigilant about my surroundings such as big crowds from which I avoid most of the time. As I am going to class speed walking passing most of the classrooms around me as I am feeling the wind like blades touching my face till I get to my classroom. Of course my classmates think I am weird because I talk in my head and or talk to myself, read books on my free time and the time such as Shakespeare for fun and out of curiosity, and my view on the world which I had said before.

        As the lecture of my teacher Mr. Quarles goes on, the sound of skittering of my pencil to my paper taking notes on the latest content were being taught in Social Studies. The chit chatting of some of my classmates’ interrupted Mr. Quarles lecture of which I was interested in and trust his teaches to get me in the right path away from the current “simulation” of my current routine I do almost my everyday. I almost had to say something but one of my classmate name Slyvia Rice shouted, "Hey Mr. Quarles is talking, can you please stop its very annoying and distracting." "Finally, somebody of some more consideration towards Mr. Quarles." I have said briefly to myself. Then Mr. Quarles nodded to Slyvia with a great smile in thanks towards her. I also have to go and thank Slyvia for doing that during our lunchtime. The bell rang and I began to speed walk on my way to the cafeteria and a bully named Eugene Brayin tripped me. I picked my self up and continued to walk and I could hear Eugene rambling insults at me saying things I could not say because I was already to far away for me to hear him. 

        In a hurry running to Slyvia to thank her because I do owe her a thank you for stopping the chit chatter in Mr. Quarles Social Studies class. The only thing is that I have not talk to people in a while so I am not sure how to go by doing this. I should just do a simple thank you like any other person would right anyway I am running out of options as I am about to make a turn from the stairs to the cafeteria then I bumped into Slyvia with our heads clashing against each other as she said "Ooops sorry I did not men to... oh its you Alton it is a surprise to see you in the cafeteria. I usually see you outside away from the crowd eating your lunch having smile on your face staring at the scenery of nature." Then I mumbled in my head, “ Because I love to draw nature.” As well I stuttered to say a simple sentence " Anyway I came to come down here to say thanks, to putting an stop to the loud distracting talking in Mr. Quarles social studies class." "Oh is that all you wanted to say it seemed that you wanted to talk more." Slyvia immediately answered. I replied with "I am sorry I do not feel comfortable talking in public and embarrass myself with the amount of luck I have. So how about I can get your phone number and talk on the phone I feel more comfortable doing that." I wish it was that easy she probably thinks even I am weirder than I am now to ask for some girl's number who I barely know. "Sure Alton I can see why you ask me, here is my number 215- 567- 9034 what is yours." Slyvia answered "well mine is 215-654-780" I said in amazement.

        As I left the conversation saying goodbye to Slyvia Rice my first ever friend. I walked throughout the whole day feeling great that I got my first ever friend and now I can feel a warmth in my heart as I ran home with a smile on my face.