I’m
not sure how to say it, but being an observer just feels more like me. Even
back in elementary, I already knew I’d rather just sit back than be
the focus. I’d usually just pass the answer to someone else instead
of being the one to speak up.
But
there was this one time in high school where I was walking into
class and this girl and her friends laughed, asking if Elaine and I had
reviewed our notes. I forgot what else she was yapping about, but I remember
how it felt. You just know that look when someone is laughing at your
expense.
Elaine
and I were introverts, and we honestly looked like total pushovers, haha. But
then, I just told them to test me on the spot. After four or five
questions, she realized she was barking up the wrong tree.
Anyway,
it all turned out fine. Cynthia and I weren’t exactly friends, but she’d
always smile at me from then on.
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