Short Stories

Who Am I?

I stare at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't recognise the girl staring back at me, long thick brown hair laying over her shoulders, dull ocean blue eyes that held confusion and a tint of sadness, pale skin that made her look less alive, she looked like a zombie. I rarely eat an I know I should but what's the point anymore, I've had trouble sleeping with a million thoughts running through my mind, it feels like I'm going crazy and I don't know what to do.

A few weeks ago in school my English teacher told us to write two sentences about who we are, like something unique about each of us that no one else has, I never wrote an answer and when I was asked why, I simply replied that I have yet to discover who I am, everyone just stared at me. I don't fit in, I never have, I keep wondering why but I already know.

Is it normal to feel like the whole world is judging you, with their snarky remarks and piercing eyes just watching you as you walk by. I sometimes wonder if I even have an identity, they say everyone does but why do I feel like that's just a lie, you see people trying to copy those they envy this losing themselves and becoming someone their not, is that an identity or just a messed up society.

Life is utterly confusing, I wish it were more simple. Over the weeks I have had the question 'Who Am I?' stuck in my head, if I were to describe myself in one word I'd say I was lonely. I haven't got anyone here that truly cares, I'm sick of hiding behind a mask when really I feel like screaming, no one would hear me so why bother.

I guess the answer to who I am is that I'm just a girl who worries too much, never speaks her mind and hides from the world because she's terrified of what they'll think. I can't help the way I am, everyone has that inner voice telling them they have to be perfect but what is perfect? No one can be flawless, it's our flaws that help us find our true identity, whether its being over paranoid about everything or striving for everyone's attention.

This doesn't make you weird or different, it just means your human. Who you are isn't what people think about you, it's what you think about yourself, and I'd like to say you're perfect in your own amazing way, don't let anyone tell you differently. If your hiding behind a mask, don't! Because if society can't accept you for who you are then society has officially lost its humanity.

There once was a time no one was afraid to be different now it seems everyone is scared, maybe not of being different but no one is fearless, be brave, be you...