CHARLIE

I wanted to run away from school. Go after her. But I didn’t. I sat in class and hated myself for it. For caring about what others thought. And honestly I should’ve known this was going to happen. I should’ve known that she would never want to be with me. The words she said kept ringing over and over in my ears.

“You’re just like them. You’ll never be different.”

 Was it true? Was I just like them?

I didn’t want to be. I wanted to be the person she needed. I tried. But maybe she was right. Maybe all of them were right. Maybe I’d always be stuck in this cookie cutter shape like a puppet on a string performing the grandiose act that they want me to. Maybe I did think I was better than others. Maybe I did lo...

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