the robot

13

Ah shit, here we go again-

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Fuck me gently with a chainsaw.

All my life, i was a normal child. Played with kids my age, ran around like nothing in the world matters, and chugging Capri Suns like it was water. I was a wild child with an even more wild imagination.

Then i got these.. Not so normal parts.

No one i know has a eye that can literally blast a lazer beam and zoom in on stuff like a camera. Or a arm that is fucking indestructible and can levitate things. All of these things are cool and shit, but it makes me feel different.

Not a good different, more the lines of "the weird one".

And i look back on my earlier life, and sigh with such longing feeling of wanting that "normal" life back.

Right now, in this very moment, i wish i really was normal.

"Alex, are you ok?"

I snap out of my trance, and im faced with Peggy and John still crowded around me.

"Im ok.." I mutter.

"You sure?"

"Yes."

"...."

Silence. Always silence.

"You want us to take you home?" Peggy said, breaking the silent tension. But by her tone of voice, she almost seemed sad to even say that.

"I guess.." I mutter quietly.

I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up-

"Ok." And that was all that was said, as we all got up, with uncomfortable tension all around. They both walked me home, and no words were spoked. I felt a knot in my stomach tighten up, and frustrated tears in my eyes.

I fucked up. All they wanted was to hang out. And i fucked it up.

"Bye."

And i went inside as the door shut behind me. I slid down, and let the waterworks flow.

Why do i have to be such a freak.

If i was normal, none of this would've happened. But i refused to take the hoodie off.

I sat there for a good while, sobbing while the knots inside grew tighter. I carefully got up, my head now pounding, and fell onto the couch and passed out from exhaustion.

Maybe i can go to sleep and wake up, realizing this was all a dream. And i was normal the entire time, without my only friends probably already hating me.