A Popular Stranger

Chapter Two

Alone. That’s how this school makes me feel. You think you know someone; and bam, this place gets to them. Like a fire; they slowly burn and suffocate of the gases of lies. Only a few have the will power to keep trying after they think everything is hopeless. I’m not one of them, though I use to be. A popular strange is what I call myself now. Popular because everyone thinks they know me and a stranger because no one actually does.

            The greatest kinds of friends, I find, are the ones that know nothing about you and you don’t know anything about them. It keeps you from getting hurt. What I find that’s easiest is lying; then your friends feel like they’re trusted when they actually aren’t. That’s awful you may think, and it is, but it’s also so smart. No one knowing you, the ability to change anything about your life with ease. Marvelous. Besides, it’s not like the people here are pure, even the slightest. They all have their secret lives; their secret lies. I’ve grown up with the ability to lie, though recently is when I learned to perfect it. It’s actually very easy; the secret to lying is making yourself believe it’s true. Yes, even I don’t know what’s real or not anymore. The trees outside could just be my imagination and I’d never know.

            You know what’s crazy? People; they surprise me every day. They’re thoughts, ableness to hurt with their words without any thoughts being put into what the words will cause. Obliviousness, to others feelings. They don’t even think about how their words could change someone’s life.

Empathy. One of the many things that is better fake than real. Oh your dad just died; so sad. My dad will die one day too. We came into this world with death guiding us. Less than a year after I was born my grandma died. Do I sit around crying about it? No. Because what does that help? It helps people see that you’re weak. One day we all will die. After which, I have no idea what will happen. Death is with us through our whole lives. Death is our best friends in the long run, but so is life. Look someone was just born, maybe even the future president or ambassador. Maybe even the next dictator. Look someone just died. And another; maybe a baby, never given the chance to live.

            Time to get serious, what this book is really about. It’s the truths of life that not many have the guts to admit. Like girls will always hate more people than they like. Or guys will, at one point or another, think of a girl as just another piece of ass. It’s hard to admit, but its humor nature to lie, cheat; and to not do it, means you have will-power. Doesn’t mean you’ll use this power for good or not. Adolf Hitler had great will-power, was a great speaker, and very charismatic. That is why many people followed him; not because they fully agreed with what was happening. Great qualities in people can be turned evil because of how their life started in the beginning. Every decision you make has a consequence; good or bad. Decisions. What makes the world go round. Smiles. What makes the world seem good. And lies. The biggest truths of this world.

            Have you ever saw a rainbow and thought about where it ended? I do it all the time even when I know it’s never ending. I feel like nothing can be never ending. Not life, not happiness, not rainbows. Sometimes I believe that at the end there is something. Not a leprechaun or gold; something worthwhile. I want to believe that there’s something great in this world, we just haven’t found it yet. Not like there isn’t greatness already, but there is also great evil.