Outside of my imagination was me. A shy girl who would just wander the labyrinth known as middle school. The lockers looked as if a monster was hiding behind them, or a secret passage. Though there was no such luck. I was stuck, stuffing my imagination away just to get past my own reality. Just like I stuffed my role-playing books into my locker. Other pre-teens were part of something better, or so it always seemed.
I was part of a different world entirely. I felt like a world apart from them. Those people that taunted me and called me cruel names behind my back. Just because I was shy, nerdy, not like them. I felt like I was never like them.
As time went on, so did my imagination. As I got older and wiser, I realized that I could be like them, without losing me. Society had slowly to become more accepting of me, of who I am. No longer did people look at me, and taunt me like they used to. They look up to me, knowing that I came from an age of a close-minded society. Now I walked into a book store and see those pre-teens paging through batman comics and gaming books.
I hear them talking about Japanese animation and it warms my heart. I never had that kind of acceptance. That kind of understanding, when I look back now I think it was ok for me to be that shy nerd girl. That girl who spent her Friday nights flying with dragons and facing monsters. I always though I was a monster, but really I should of taken a deeper look inside and should of realized that it's ok to be me. It's ok for me to be nerdy.
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