Personal Narrative: Out Of Place

Have you ever felt out of place? Different than how you’re supposed to feel? I can’t answer this for you, but I have. Once in middle school, the other in high school, and when I found out what the definition of normal really means to people. I always felt that something was out of place. The way people acted towards one another, and the labels we use to brand ourselves with. We’re stranded and cheated by society today on being taught the way they want to teach us. You might have noticed this yourself, and learned from it. Yes, we’re different from one another, so this is how I learned. In 8th grade back when I was still going to a public school I went to Memorial Elementary School. Of course, the day was like any other, but this happened in my English class. My teacher Mrs. Wilt was reading a book and we were supposed to be following along. Out of nowhere I looked up from my book and stared around the classroom. Nobody stared back at me and nobody else looked up. I thought to myself questioning everything. Why was everybody following along? What made us want to follow along even when we didn’t want to? The answer to that is because somebody other than ourselves said we had too

Why couldn’t I be as amused by violence? Why was I the only one that didn’t want to play along with the rules that come with life? I asked society and it replied with a simple answer. “Because you’re not normal.” I don’t want to play sports, I don’t want to be stronger or faster, and I don’t want to be labeled as things that defines my skin color. I want to write and that’s it. I want to be who I am and for some reason that isn’t viewed as being normal. No, normal is trying your hardest to be labeled perfect, prettier, stronger, and faster. That’s their normal and this might be your normal. It sad that a definition is lost due to the words we used to taint its real