Ever get that feeling that no one understands you? Maybe you feel like your parents don't get how important that certain party is, or your best friend just doesn't understand your liking of that really old, weird band. Ya, I am pretty sure almost everyone goes through this. The only annoying thing is when people complain about not being understood. Because if anyone should be complaining, it's me.
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"And if you see Faith Crinston in the hallway, make sure to say 'happy birthday' to her." The announcment over the loud speaker shocked me. Of course, I knew that the principal announced the birthdays everyday over the loud speaker, I was just suprised that I was the only person in the school that had a May 15 birthday.
Fourteen years of my life, already gone by. Fourteen years of my life, wasted.
Of course, no one thinks that my life is wasted, at least the people who care about me don't think that. To the people who love and care for me ( my family and counselors and doctors and helpers) my life is a very special life that serves a wonderful purpose. *insert sarcastic smiley face* According to them, my life is a joy to everyone who meets me. Yadda Yadda Yadda.
My train of thought is stopped by Rosie. "Happy Birthday Faith! Fourteen huh?! Does that mean fourteen slaps?"
I do the best I can to smile. I even do this weird laugh/chuckle thing. I seriously love Rosie. She is like my mom, older sister, and bfftptalal ;), all in one. She has literally grown up with me, and we have been through so much together.
"Have you gotten any presents yet?" Rosie asked. I pointed to my shirt, pants, and my hair. I got two new adorable shirts, one new skirt, and two beautiful hair pins. I knew Rosie would immediately understand what I meant.
There's that word again; understand. It always pops up in my head and bounces around like a pinball. Then when it leaves, it brings a whole bunch of questions.
"Ooh, someone's thinking early today," Rosie said, taking a notice to my probably awkward thinking face. "Too bad all that thinking needs to be wasted."
Hmmm, she does understand me.
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SO. I DONT KNOW HOW THIS WHOLE THING WORKS, SO THIS IS A TEST.
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Just Me
Teen Fiction"Ever feel like no one understands you? I'm sure everyone goes through this. The only annoying thing is when people complain about not being understood. Because if anyone should be complaining, it's me." -Faith Crinston