I see him the way no one else on this planet sees him... I see him as the human being he is. Christopher Maurice Brown, I love you. I just pray that you know what this means.
I smile warmly. Of course he can keep me! He can keep me for the rest of our lives, I swear. I finally turn the knob, and open the door. There he was, sitting on his bed with his face in his hands. But, once he heard the door open, he snapped his head in my direction. Suddenly, a huge smile dances across his face, and slips out joyful laughs.
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"Heyyyy, Christopher!"
I coo, walking further into his room. He immediately stands up, and watches me intensely.
"I'm so glad you cameeee..."
I smile, warmly, and stop in front of him.
"I'm glad I came to see you too! What you been doing?"
He sits back down on his bed, and plays with his fingers. Woah, he has huge hands....
"Nuuuuuuuuuuthingggg... What did you do?"
I place a hand on top of his to keep him from messing with his fingers.
"Nothing, just work."
He gasps loudly, as if in shock. As I take a seat beside him.
"You... You... You work?"
He breathes out.
"Yes, I work. Wanna know what I do?"
He nods his head rapidly, with such enthusiasm and excitement in his eyes.
"I'm a doctor."
He giggles, and bounces up and down on his bed, grabbing my face gently as he looks deep into my eyes.... Into my soul.
"You...... Fix people, right?"
I nod.
"Well.... Can... Can... Can you fix me?"
Once he says this, my heart drops. His voice. So rasp, yet gentle. He's so vulnerable at this moment, so... So, sure, yet unsure. But, the main emotions that sticks out...
Pain and Hope.
Pain from the stares people give him. Pain from the insults people viciously spit out, like poison to the ears. Pain from not understanding.
But, really, it's the pain.
The pain of being alone, and having no one... Not a friend.
Since I'm his first visitor, I'm guessing having his family neglect/reject him. That's hard. Having family just disown you like that. Actually, having anyone disown you.
Yet, that hope is still alive.
I think the definition of hope is Faith holding your hand in nothing but darkness that surrounds.
Throughout all the pain, he still has hope to believe that there is someone out there for him.
It's my responsibility to be that person now.
People don't realize that he does have the ability to learn. The ability to think on his own.
I refuse to let anyone change my thinking.
This man here, is not Slow.
He just needs someone to be there for him.
He has feelings too. He has a brain. He is a human being, just like you and I.
Why don't people see this?
Because they don't take time to get to know someone who is so different, they should have their own planet to themselves. And, I'm sorry for that. I'm sorry he has to go through it all. But, it does make him stronger. It really does.
"I can fix anything, Christopher. Anything."
Published
August 24, 2016
Tried to make this chapter a little longer cause as you readers say it. "It's such a tease". 😂
