The Closet Is Nice

I remember sitting in the same table with everyone else. My butt sat on the same small, rounded, blue chair that everyone sat on. I was there equal and they were mine. We didn't judge anybody in our small classroom. Sure we playfully picked and teased every once in a while but it was never to the point where we would cry to our mother's.

At this time I never seen color. I was blind and so was everyone else. We never even thought twice about it. We never even thought about romance. All we thought about was kiddie stuff like toys and games. When it was time to play we would race to our shared classroom closet and pull out the everything. We left it empty and only made it full once we were finish.

But then the bell soon rang. Everyone ran and left leaving me behind. I ran after them but wasn't able to catch them. Our bodies changed and so did there minds, but my mind stayed the same. Their comments became hurtful and dirty. They become monsters, people I didn't know anymore, and I didn't know how to stop it.

My classmates started to pair off leaving just me with our class closet. By now our teacher clean everything out making it an empty shell of what it used to be. It was now my new hang out for when I felt lonely or sad. Everyone was to busy to play attention to me. I was nothing.

My classmates began to see color and other things I have yet to discover. I watch from the slide lines and never commented. They got mad at me and started doing the same to me. I was scared and alone. No one understood me and I didn't understand myself. I climbed into the closet and closed the doors. I didn't want to see or feel anymore.

What was I? Why didn't I act the same as my classmates? Why can't pair off the same as them? I questioned myself as to why I was so different. I never found the answer I needed and stayed in the closet. I had the mind of a five year old and the body of an adult. I was different and everyone knew.

I didn't like girls or boys. What was I?

The door finally opened reviling light to me. I covered my eyes with my hands in fear, but all there was, was my classmates all grown up. I slowly let down my hands and there they was. They're faces smiles glowed with acceptance. "Please come out. We want to play a game of tag and you're it." Jacob said to me. Tears fell from around my eyes as a leaped out towards them.

They were back!