tippy

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I've always walked on toes. That's why they call me Tippy and not by my real name. (However, when I'm standing still, my feet are flat.) My own brother gave me my famous name at the age of four, and since then, I am only known as Tippy. I seem to like it. It has this ring that makes it unique, and unique has always been my kind of motto.

However, in middle school, I was bullied for quite a time because I walked on my toes. I tried to stop at one point, but my heels grew tired easily from lack of use. I felt odd, like something was off, and I wasn't able to see the tops of heads anymore (which I liked to see) So I continued as Tippy and I mentally flipped them off.

When I grew older, people on the streets gave me weird looks as if I was some strange alien. Always staring at my feet, never my face. At one point, my mother grew tired of people staring down at my murky sneakers instead of my 'delightful' face. I only have hazel eyes and matching straight hair. My cheekbones are dull but high, and my nose is narrow. My skin is as pale as a sheet of paper. I'm nothing special. However, don't misunderstand that statement; I believe I'm pretty decent, just not make-a-guy-stop-walking decent. There's a difference.

However, my heels stay off the ground whenever I walk, and my mother have grown use to it and never fights for them to touch the ground. My older brother loves the fact I walk on my toes, but the fact as to why remains unknown.

Friends aren't really on my 'to-do' list. People don't last forever so why get close; I learned that through my dad who left my mother when she was pregnant with me. The only man I've loved is my brother Eric.

No one even tries to become my friend because I always glared them away when they walk toward me with a grin. All they do is ask me personal questions and why I walk on my tippy toes. I hate that. All I want to do is to dump my lunch on their head.

Usually when you walk on your toes, you're trying to be delicate, graceful, or sneaky. However, I am not delicate; I am not graceful; I am not sneaky. I only walk on my toes because that's the way I walk. And if you have a problem with that... there's a corner over there for you to fuck yourself.

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