Irrelevance

Mirrors

There once lived a boy named Adam.

One would think with a name that average, he would indeed be as such, but it was a common misconception. Adam was anything but normal.

Why? 

Because Adam was born with a face of reflective glass. He was a normal boy neck down but his face was warped like a house of mirrors at a carnival, made up of bits of glass stuck at odd angles where one's head should've been. Nobody understood this phenomenon, nobody understood Adam and it was this combination that led to the bullying. All the children at school called him Airhead Adam because they reckoned that if you broke the glass, there'd be nothing inside. They dissed him when he walked past a window because the sun from outside would make disco ball patterns in the room. They even went as far as to make him wear a plastic shopping bag over his head to mask his face from their view.  All of this made Adam very sad and he often spent his afternoons crying in the park.

At this park, there was a girl. Her name was Bea and many claimed that her full name had to be beautiful because she was exactly that. She had a face that could only be described as a gift from the Gods and she knew it very well.

Every day she would go to the park to stare at her reflection in the pond and every day she would see the boy  with the plastic bag over his head crying nearby. She didn't care much for the boy but one day, as curiosity ate at her,  she walked up to the boy and sat down next to him.

"Why do you wear a bag over your head?" She asked the boy.

"B-because I have a h-hideous face," Adam replied stuttering,  looking at the girl next to him in envious awe of her beauty.

"It can't be that bad," Bea commented shrugging her shoulders carelessly.

Adam shamefully took the bag off his head,  looking away as he said, "look at my at my atrocious face and you'll beg to differ. "

And Bea did. She suddenly cared as she stared at the boy in awe.

"Oh my gosh!  It's amazing!  I can see my beautiful reflection!" Bea shouted and it was at that moment, practically staring at her own beauty that she fell in love; less with Adam more with herself but with Adams face nonetheless.

"Perhaps that's why they think I have a hideous face! Because they don't like the realization of their reflection that stares back at them!" Adam announced coming to this philosophical conclusion in excitement.  Bea nodded in agreement with him but she hadn't really paid him much attention. She was too busy marveling at herself.

In the end, Bea and Adam got together and lived happily ever after.

No one would ever dare cross the "ugly" boy that had stolen the village beauty's heart and the beauty married the only person alive that could match up to her standard of perfection; herself.

I suppose then, that their story was a life lesson for all; the universe works in many mysterious ways and gives us a purpose, 

Be it that of a beauty or a mirror, we're all pretty damn useful in one way or another.