The Reject Club

The Reject Club

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The Cover will likely be changed later on. The Reject Club, A club as it sounds, with the remains of the unnorms seek refuge from the reap of the norms. Hi I'm Alton Mckeeny, an outcast in a fit in world. Being a teenager makes it harder to be known as a reject, yet everyday I say how boring it must be to be a norm. How they may desire to follow the crowds of people instead of being themselves. And how much they hate the ones who follow themselves. This is my Unfourtnate reality, everyday at school I get beat up for looking too ugly, too weird or even too out of place. My way of being isn't so well accepted. There is something I always wonder about my situation though. It is if I'm alone in the strive to be myself. I never hurt anyone and yet get hurt back for not doing so. Is there others who refuse to be like everyone else? Are there more unnorms out there struggling to be themselves? Maybe there is, maybe I'm just not looking in the right places. Maybe, just maybe they maybe hidden right here at school.
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When I was young, I always was that boy that was misunderstood. I would be the one with the girly voice. I was timid. I was the one who would want the boys to chase me, threatening me with a kiss, not the girls. I was the one who didn’t understand why I was this way. As I entered middle school, I felt it come more often. Seeing the guys in gym or feel them smack me on the butt teasingly, I didn’t want to just be friendly, I wanted to be more than friends. I was still so confused. It was only lonely days then. Now I am in high school, I am a junior. I fully understand what I am. I don’t like it. I want to like girls so badly. I am just not normal. I try to stay out of the scene. He gives me confidence. He may not know me, but I am destined to try. He is fully open about his sexuality. Everyone knows of the monster that is inside of his mind. I know it has taunted him for years. I want to be like him. I want to let everyone know what I am, so I can attract more like me. But even more than that, I want him. I want Camden. I want him so bad it pains me to be in his presence and not hug him. I want him so bad.

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