I tried to ignore him like I did to everyone else, but he wouldn’t let me. Making friends was hard work, keeping them was impossible. How do you talk when you fear your own voice, when you fear your own thoughts? I was different. I still am. I’m a child whose body has grown up while my mind was left behind. A few simple choices have changed my life completely. A reason to stay so indecisive. What would have happened if he never noticed me? He couldn’t not talk. I had the opposite problem. I couldn’t even begin to speak. I felt light headed. I’ve tried to loosen up but the butterflies in my stomach were eating me up inside.

By Cristina WilCraft