numb
/nəm/
adjective
deprived of feeling
Isn't it weird that we as humans crave emotion, we crave love, reliability, and dependence. They seek someone to laugh with, someone to talk to. I say "them" because I never really felt like one of them, not really. Not in a bad way but I just don't seek that out, it's never been a necessity for me. People fascinate me, emotions too. Because, well, I don't feel them as deeply as others do.
It was a bitter November morning, I was outside my history class, waiting for the first bell. Listening to Radiohead as 50 some students all walking past. All with a purpose. BBRRIINNGGG. That was my cue. I'm greeted by Mr. Reed as I enter my classroom.
"Dean, no headphones, another time and I'll have to write you up"
"Sorry, Mr. R," I say as I take them out and bunch them into my pocket.
I find my seat and take out my book as I wait for the other students to file in. This girl comes and sits next to me. She's kind of cute, if I was looking for that type of thing.
"I'm Sabrina, what's your name?" She says to me and looks down at my book.
"Dean," I say with a gruff voice, I'm not looking to be bothered.
"Whatcha reading, Dean?"
I hold up my book cover towards her, "Fahrenheit 451," She can sense my disinterest.
"Very cool," she says in a faint sweet tone. And then class starts.
YOU ARE READING
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