I Really Think That Everyone Should Have

"i Hate You." My Sister Said It Different Than She Said It To My Dad. She Meant It With Me.she Really Did. "i Love You," Was All I Could Say In Return. "you're A Freak, You Know That? Everyone Says So. They Always Have." "i'm Trying Not To Be.” Then, I Turned Around And Walked To My Room And Closed My Door And Put My Head Under My Pillow And Let The Quiet Put Things Where They Are Supposed To Be.

I Didn't Know That Other People Thought Things About Me. I Didn't Know That They Looked.

But In That Moment When My Brother Took The Field, All That Washed Away, And Everyone Was Proud... I Looked Up At My Dad, And He Was Smiling. I Looked At My Mom, And She Was Smiling Even Though She Was Nervous About My Brother Getting Hurt, Which Was Strange Because It Was A Vcr Tape Of An Old Game, And She Knew He Didn't Get Hurt.

I Don't Know The Significance Of This, But I Find It Very Interesting.

I Look At People Holdings Hands In The Hallways, And I Try To Think How It All Works. At The School Dances, I Sit In The Background, And I Tap My Toe, And I Wonder How Many Couples Will Dance To ‘their Song.’ In The Hallways, I See The Girls Wearing The Guys’ Jackets, And I Think About The Idea Of Property. And I Wonder If Anyone Is Really Happy.