When I worte this I simply found human beings different they seem to care about the most trivial things like for example the floor being clean or apologizing after it was mopped or buying white furniture but not being allowed to sit in it with the tired old excuse that it would get dirty. When ever I'd voice this lack of understanding I get told by my mother, father, teachers and sister. I felt (and still often feel) like I can see the world but not be apart of it.
I started distrusting others when I realized the tired old lie there that my parents told me. Zathra we have no favorite child. But this wasn't ture. My sister allways got her way hell on my birthday I choice a restaurant I quite liked but she didn't so they made me change it.
However on her birthday I got the you need to make sacrifices for your sister speech for the same damn thing. To tell you the truth I think because of this my don't be like _____ attitude toward life came about. This book is me opening up.
I warn you unlike my other works this in not a happy book. In fact unless your once who knows the me without the damnable social mask I allways have to wear I get called smart
when in reality it's something I hate being called as matter of fact I know most of you are far smarter than me.
I do know most of these books of mine lay unfinished but this is one I think I'll be able to work on this one. Without the edge because at least your judging me witch is something I have grown used to, and not something I made or something I bulit.
Maybe this just sounds like the insanity of a paranoid mad man.
I wonder that offten my self. Am I crazy perhaps not I let that be up to you.
- Zathra
YOU ARE READING
story's from the glass castle
Non-Fictionthis is how i see the world depending on how you view this this is either feel like the pain of a loved one dying or you will join In this song. Reworked from writeco under the name koken Redlord
