No, my name isn't actually Sponge.
I assume that it was the only thing that you wanted to know about me so you can leave now.
My real name is Zelda. If I called myself like that it's because, I often compare myself with a Sponge since there is no difference between us. I absorb everything that annoys me without telling anything, but one day the time when I will not be able to take it anymore will come I can already tell that there will be a lot of damage.
No that's not true, it will never happen. I will forever be that invisible girl sat at the back of the classroom.
You believe that invisibility is a superpower. You're wrong. It's in fact everything but a something positive. You don't understand why ? That's normal. Even if you tried, you couldn't understand without leaving it. I hope that you never will.
You know how it feels to be there without really being present ? To be ignored permanently ? That people notice your presence somewhere half an hour after you arrived ? I can only tell that it doesn't feel good and that's an euphemism.
You're probably thinking that I'm exaggerating. I have already told you that you can't understand.
In reality, when a sponge is too soaked, it just
releases what it contains. I really hope that this won't happen to me, I don't want my organs to spread on the ground mainly because of hygienical reasons or I just have to remember that I need to go for a walk in a hospital when I think that I'm about to explode, that could be a solution to both of my problems.
Stop! The violins that are currently playing in the background have to stop or everyone's gonna cry! I only have shown the worst aspects of my life but there's also good things... I guess. Anyway! So if my life is, somehow, interesting you can continue to read.
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My name is Sponge. (english version)
Teen FictionI'm Zelda, a Sponge In the big kitchen sink that is life. Or whatever.