Am I Wrong?

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is my short story for Hiralarious's challenge....i wrote this a while ago, but i didn't think it was complete so i just saved it as it was. Then i decided to finish it today and i was pretty content with it, so.......wallah!

Submitted: July 01, 2008

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"YOU'RE SUCH A FREAK!!!!!!!!

"I don't know why I ever wanted to go out with you."

He said the last word with such contempt and disgust. Is that what I do? Do I disgust people. James started walking away, "Never talk to me again you ." I stood there staring at the gravel. I'm sure any on-looker would think I was an idiot. They would think I was...disgusting.

I sat down at the nearest park bench doing my best not to cry. I sat on the back board like I always did. I remember that's exactly how I met James. I never sit in a chair correctly. I want to be as different as I can. In fact, when James saw how different I was he started to laugh. At first I thougth he was rude, but slowly I found that he was weird too and liked me because I was just like him. I was trying to get through life being as different from everyone else as much as possible.

I remember one night after our date of playing soccer tennis (a game I made up) he told me how much he loved me and my weird qualities. He had held my hand and kissed it and then asked me to be his girlfriend. After 13 months of dating he finally broke up with me. Was it wrong? Am I wrong? Is it wrong to be different? When others are complaining about the weather or gas; I start talking about my blessings, like how lucky I am to even have a car or say that I don't want to exercise today anyway. While people are taking painting or piano lessons, I'm taking calligraphy classes and oboe lessons. My wardrobe doesn't have one pair of regular blue jeans. I own a whole store of scarfs, and I love to wear goulashes in sunny weather.

Suddenly I started crying. I hadn't cried since I was six when my father died.

I asked myself again. Was it wrong? Am I wrong? Is it wrong to be different? Is it wrong to look at the world upside down? While others are being pesimistic, can't I be optimistic?


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