Everyone thinks I'm unusual. Yes, I'm different with the rest, but this cannot be the reason that they'd look bad when they see me. No one, except some special (weirdo) people like me doesnt have hairs as white as fallen's clouds and nobody got marbled eyes as me , nobody ! My eyebrows are disappeared in my white skin, and some people even think I've git cancer.Sometimes I wanna disapear; Especially today, the first day of high school. I stand infront of thehuge door of Twine school when I got off my mother's car. six girls were sitting in their own table in cafeteria and were talking to each other. A golden hair girl was their boss.
The young girl looked at me for a while. And she put her hand under her chin(like she was staring at me and discovering something ). she was wearing a yellow shirt covered with red lines and her eyeys were gray . She put a jacket on her shoulder and she was wearing jeans . Her hairs were blonde and They were shaking in the wind. Her friends also turned back and looked at me. Then she turned back to her friends and chattered and laughed with her friends. Two boys were standing beside me. But when I looled at them they walked away . one of the boys hair was black and the other was brown. They go so fast that I couldnt look at their face . I didnt wanted to feel more awkward than this .A girl looked badly at me and walked away . I'm wearing my white hoodie with my white allstars . I didnt feel awkward in the previous school last year. My friends were more last year .We went into the school and started to walk around ; We passed through the hallways of high school. School's walls were foggy and crazy. The black boards were torn down to each other, each of which was associated with a special ceremony at that school. A lady walked in the hallway, and we heard her heels sound . There were several sheets of paper in her hands.
She was wearing rectangular glasses . Then we arrived to a big class that was writing somethings on the walls with a handwriting. I put my short hair up to my shoulder with my hand behind me. When I entered the classroom , all the students started to stare at me . The chatter sounds: "It looks like a polar bear!" Then someone giggled . All benches were full. Except the bench that was in the corner of the classroom, a boy with brown hair was sitting there. The boy had a marble eye. For the first time, I saw that someone has eyes las my eyes. I walked toward that bench, the class was silent, and the sound of my footsteps were like the sound of the world exploding. The boy looks at me with a confused face as if he wants to say: "Do you want to sit beside to me?"
Even though I was embarrassed, I put the bag on the bench and the boy looked at me again and raised his eyebrow. I sat silent and motionless next to him , and I knew that I could only greet him with my breathing because I'm shy ...