I'm an abstract girl

I'm abstract

Hey, I'm an abstract girl living in my abstract life.

I was born this way. It's all I have ever known. I've never thought I was different. I don't think my parents ever told me and there was no point that I remember thinking 'I don't look like everyone else'. I just sort of realised but I'm not too bothered about it. But some people are.

I don't like going out. I don't like doing normal teenage things. I stay in my room locked away from this horrible world we live in. All my life there has always been someone who said something. Something that will stay with me forever. 'Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.' I don't agree with this. Yes sticks and stones could break your bones but words hurt a hell of a lot more. Trust me. I've spent my life trying to forget what you said to me.

I understand the human kind are curious but I'd appreciate it if you didn't do that double take thing. Yes I notice. The thing where you look at me but don't notice then you realise 'what is that?' And look back over at me. It would be much nicer if you came over and asked me what happened instead of staring at me. Thank you.

I moved schools about half a year ago and I'm glad I did. It was hell at my old school. Bullies. Everyone's worst nightmare. Everyday something was said. Everyday they did something to hurt me. Physically or mentally. I'm glad I moved because if it carried on for longer I might not be here.
I know you're probably saying you should have told your teacher. I did. Nothing was resolved. I asked for help and didn't receive it. You'd think because I'm abstract they would have done something about it. But no. They didn't. I was left to suffer in silence. As always.

My first day at my new school was weird. Extremely weird when you're abstract. You'd expect everyone to stare and say things. But this didn't happen. Everyone wanted to speak to me. They wanted to be my friend. It was weird. I have my suspicions. Seriously I do. That had never happened in my whole life before. There was a few kids. There always is. 'What happened to your face!' But I ignored them and carried on.

Everyday I remind myself that I am beautiful but of course I know I'm not really. Well my little brain voice tells me so. Being abstract isn't too bad but sometimes it really is. Especially when the grey days come back. Like they have again. I'm so glad that I made some amazing friends. They truly are amazing. They make me laugh everyday. If you're abstract like me here is some advice:
Don't wear a mask, we are the same as everyone else. We are not different. We are just human. We were all made for a reason. Live your life because no one else is going to.

^I'd like to state that this is all true I have an abstract face and I always will. I hope you enjoyed knowing a little bit about what it is like to be abstract. Remember to always choose kind.