The Story I Never Told Anyone

Chapter 6 The life line.

You know those people?

Who walk on ropes, right?

Like in the circus?

I kind of feel like I'm walking on my own, but it's not like that.

It's like some people have it easy with life and grades and other kinds of stuff, and then they walk out on the line, and only take one step, and they're done.

I mean, mine is more like this it's a long dark road, and I can't reach the end of the rope

. I try and try until those teachers say, "Oh you're doing good," but honestly, you're not doing good enough.

And that goes for like one step, two steps, four, and then a hundred steps backwards.

And let me say something, it's horrible how I feel like I am drowning. I cannot get up, I cannot fight anymore, cuz everything's going downhill.

And it's driving me insane, cuz I know I could do better, but I can't stand "Here Comes The XXX Syndrome.

It's like the information disappears, and it makes you extremely tall, and makes me want to fight, but then sometimes it wants you to hide in the corner and cry for hours until you feel numb, numb enough to get up and try. It tugs on your rope every time.

You feel like you're falling into water and you can't breathe, can't get out, and you're struggling to keep your head up and people say, "You're different," and that makes you feel, "Well, maybe I am different.

Maybe that's a good thing."

But sometimes I think, maybe it's not okay.

I'm sick and tired of being different. I may be different, but I am normal.

You don't have to treat me like a disease.

I'm not a disease.

I swear to you.

You can even look it up.

I have like, 4 extra chromosomes.

It doesn't really matter.

People say I'm maybe an alien because I have those things, but I'm not.

Only 20,000 cases per year, and I'm the only one here who has this, and I guess I'm going to have to deal with it because I've been dealing with this thing my entire life. That's why I've been getting bullied and pushed around, and it's driving me insane.

I want to sometimes push the disability away and try not to be a disability for one day, or even for like, a week.

I would awaken to see if I'm the same person or if I'm not the same person because right now, it's hugging me really hard.

I can't get up and it's frustrating.

It's like centuries, and people will tell you you're not good enough over and over again. Like, come on! I get yelled at everyday for being different in school like that, but still different people look at me very strangely.

They walk by.

The Whispers to their friends I can hear.

And they say they can't see what I see through my eyes.

I'm not blind.

I'm not sick.

I just happen to have a disability, and what's wrong with it?

What is wrong with having a disability?

Just tell me what is wrong!

You're going to have to give me an explanation!

Why do you hate me that much to tease me, to put me down with negativity and words that make me feel so mad that I can't keep going?

This is a living hell, and every time it hits, it hits harder than the last time.

And the good things about my disability is I wouldn't be the same person I will be a completely different person and I don't want that I could see myself being a different person and that's the difference that person and myself we can't even see each other because you were so different you want to be friends you'll even be nice to people would push them away and I know being different is a good thing and the good thing about this is that i wouldn't change me because this is me now thank you for hearing life line.