Different
Early in my life I was gifted with something that was very different about me than the others around me, I just didn’t realize it yet. As far back as I can remember when I was a young child, I’ve always been very happy in my youth. Just full of life and adventure. However as I begin to get older, that slowly started to change. I began to have very sad blue days. It began around the time I entered the fourth grade. My elementary school peers pointed out my difference to me. Which before this, I never even realized that I was any different. Who really cares that much about physical appearances when you’re a young child? Still, my classmates managed to make me feel as if I was ugly, as if I were gross. Just cause I was different. That engulfed me with a extreme fire red rage. As a child, I simply just couldn’t understand what was so wrong about me being different from my other peers. It really didn’t make sense to me, since my abnormality was something that was totally out of my control. I guess that didn’t matter though, just cause I was different. Still, it was so confusing. Is being different a bad thing? Does being different mean I don’t deserve to be treated kindly? Before I knew it, I grew even more angry and became more saddened by this realization. Since I was different. Why treat me this way? My life was filled with so many shades of red and an abundant amount of blues. I begin hating to see the bright yellow sun rise on each school day, cause for me it meant 8 hours of dealing with my very unkind classmates who seem to find their joy in teasing me about my difference, but not all was bad. Just cause I was different. I did however have some amount of bright yellow sunshine that managed to glow upon my gloomy spirit. My family of course. Which it seem to be their duty to love me regardless of flaw, but it still meant a lot to me. Also a very few true select friends that didn’t seem to care that I was a little bit different. That gave me hope, made me feel loved and accepted. As I grew older I learned just how dark and cold some people in the world are. They’re just like the still and cold from the blackness that fills the dead of night. I also learned how to cope and deal with those type of individuals as I grew older and became wiser, I actually thank them. For unknowingly they helped to show me how NOT to treat people who are different. Just cause they are different. They taught me how important inclusion is for EVERYONE. I’ve grown to love what makes me unique from other people. Not only do I have a physical difference that sets me apart, my heart is also different. I’m often asked why am I so happy, or told that I’m such a happy person. I laugh at this, smile and simply say” I don’t know, I just am”, but they really just have no idea what it took for me to get here! In our world people have the ability to be like the colors of a rainbow. Look how beautiful it is when all the colors come together and form this display of unity. Life can work the same way if you let it. CHOOSE to have the right heart. Don’t let other peoples troubles take away from your happiness! Strive to always be kind, always loving, always unjudging, always helpful and always giving. Especially when the sky is grey. Remember to be that rainbow someone needs, and not be hurtful just because their different.
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