Divisory

Diversion One

     

     I look out the bathroom window and see a sparrow flying overhead. A single sparrow. A dark contrast between the brown and black of its feathers and the rich blue and pink sky. I feel foolish after realizing what I just thought. The sparrow and I are alike. I am always the odd one out at school, no friends by my side. Mostly everyone's laughing with their groups of friends while I watch from afar. Most girls wear bright colored crop tops and shorts that show too much. Most guys wear plain colored hoodies and a pair of sweatpants. At least they blend in. I'm just a loner sitting in a bathroom stall waiting for the day to end. I'm not quite sure why though. It's not like home is any better. My mom left me with my dad two years ago when she found a new lover and I haven't seen or heard from her since. My dad is now an alcoholic, everyday I walk through the front door to find him unconscious on the couch with a lit cigarette in one hand and an empty beer bottle in the other. I go over being cautious of where the floor creaks and slip the cancer stick from his hand and into the ash tray. I then tread up to my room where tears silently stain my cheeks.