There is a boy in my school. I think I like him. Is it something wrong with me? I don’t know.  Even my mother was telling me that every time she could.

”Why you don’t want to meet new people? It will help you to adjust to society. And you won’t be bored”

Yeah, sure. Cause I love meeting new people. Truly speaking, I’m damn social outcast. I feel the best with my few friends. Actually, two people.

People are boring. They aren’t interesting. Normal human beings. They want perfect future. Husband, wife, children and house. Oh, I forgot about beautiful garden. Funny.

Right now I live in small house. Just one room with kitchen and bathroom. I moved out from my mother and stepfather as fast as I could. I couldn’t stand all this talking about my future and how strange I am. All this argues when I had to listen what my daddy thinks about me. I’m pretty sure I’ve heard all insults I could.

I’m nineteen. Young and free. At least I felt free. Because now I’m trapped. Between my believes and this growing feeling. People call it love, right? I’m afraid of being involved in emotions. I’ve always had this feeling the more I come closer, the more someone will drift away from me. But is it possible to love someone you see from distance?

I don’t know. I don’t know many things in my life. But I’m sure of one. I have to try to do something otherwise I will go crazy.