alone..
My name is Timmy. I am 8 years old. I like to be alone. Crowds and loud noises just puts me off. I hate to go out. I hate shopping malls. The sight of so many people just makes me panic. I don't understand. People look at me weirdly. Different faces, the eyes, the noses, the mouths, the stares. A salesgirl is talking. A woman is choosing clothes. A girl is crying and whining. People are walking around. I feel suffocated by them. All I want is to be alone.
Today, everyone in the class was invited to a party, everyone except for me. I did not want to go, because the noise and crowd are scary. But it still hurts not to be invited. I heard them jeering, saying that it is a party for normal people. I do not know how to tell them I am normal. I do not know how to talk to them properly. They don't understand me. I am normal just that I want to be alone. I don't understand why they think I am not normal. I think I am just different. I love the silence and darkness. I love to be alone, with my own thoughts. My classmates are monsters.