Inside my world of monsters

Chapter two

People didn't like me. I wasn't a like able person. I came off as rude, cocky, annoying, and conceded. The type of person people stayed away from.

So in the seventh grade when I found a group of friends who were a lot like me, and were cool with me being around, it was sort of a miracle. A group that I could stick around and be comfortable with. It had almost seemed too good to be true. When most of the group stayed in tact after a year, I thought this was it. I thought I had found the people I belong with.

We had the best adventures. Thought we were the biggest badasses to ever walk the earth. Did as we pleased, when we pleased. And we had no respect for anyone but ourselves. I loved running around with them, through fields, climbing trees, and staying in for those game days. We had "family" barbecues. Like we didn't have parents or siblings, it was just us. We were family.

I realize now, it probably wasn't the best dynamic. We probably should have at least tried to be decent people. The group though, lasted for around three years. Before all of it that was still together, abandoned me. And I thought they never would, never could.

They did. They left. Now I get to sit here and deal with all the repercussions. I'd never truly been alone. I'd always had at least one close friend. I thought it kept me sane. When in fact that may have been the very thing that made me crazy.

There it goes again. Me thinking I'm insane. It keeps getting worse. As I sit here in my dark room, I'm only left with my thoughts. As I sit here and stare at the wall I reminisce about my friends... well not friends anymore. About a time where I wasn't afraid to be anyone. And nearly a month later I'm afraid to be anything. Because being something meant getting notice. I built to grand of a palace around myself to climb out.

The thing about Palaces is even though they may look grand, they're just big and empty inside. Great for hiding things you never want to be found.

I cried myself to sleep that night. Again. Like I had been since I recently became alone in this world.

The next day I was doing the usual, blending, over thinking, and avoiding the human race. But it wasn't usual. Some asshole tried to talk to me.

"Hey, are you okay?" no but you sure as hell can't help.

"Yeah I'm fine." please leave me to sulk.

"Well you don't look fine," she chuckled. I hate this chick. "You actually look like hell to me."

Is she serious? Is she really trying to joke with me? If I was upset did she really think I wanted to talk to some stranger about my problems?

"So? It's not your problem." she chuckled again. She thought this whole thing was damned hilarious.

"I'm Alex, I'd say pleasure, but you're no walk in the park."

"I'm not supposed to be inviting." this got a half grin out of me, she was a cocky one and I could handle that a little, "I'm Liz." I cringed. Its been awhile since I've been "Liz" and not "Lizzy"...I might never be her again.

"Right. So are you always this incredibly charming? I'm surprised guys aren't lining up around every block."

This girl didn't know what disaster area she just walked herself into.

***

The daycare was loud and I didn't really like being here. But Mom had to work, and there was no where else to go. They liked to sit us in a big open room, right beside the playground. If only we could go out there and play on it. It's movie time and we don't really get say in what we do.

Most of the time I enjoy everything we do but, today I'm restless. I like playing with the two older girls. They're funny. I hope I'm like them when I'm a big kid.

They always know exactly how to entertain me, and they don't talk to me like I'm a baby anymore. My sister doesn't seem to like them as much. But she does stay close to me. It's like the other kids are scary or something.

I always like craft time. But I like it even more when mom comes to bring us home. Then I don't have to deal with those bossy old ladies, and I can play what I want to.

I get there when it's dark outside, and go back home in the dark. At least it's kinda fun to be here.