by Rachel Casper Clark
430 words (1-1.5 minutes)See, I have this problem. I never got the flyer, the memo, explaining how to be "cool". So I dont really fit in. I dont really fit in anywhere. Dont get me wrong, I have friends. Lots of them, Just no close ones. You know the ones; You spend EVERY weekend together, And do that little squeal thing when you see each other, Cause youre so excited to see her.
Well, I dont have one of those. Sometimes I fell so alone unaccepted. And I figure, being alone is kinda like vegetables for me. I dont love or hate vegetables. They're okay when I feel like it. But I only want to eat them when I want to eat them. No one else really likes their vegetables, and they have to go somewhere so they pile them on my plate. The pile gets bigger and bigger and I keep trying to yell "NO, no! Im allergic to vegetables! If you dont get them away from me quick Ill break out in (long pause) tears." But no one listens, and the pile gets bigger still. (pause) I hate alone right now. Alone put me in the hospital.