Introverted Sage

Chapter One- Exordium

     February 11th, 2002. 8:06pm. My mother, Stacy, had given birth to me in the state of New York. At that moment in time, not a single thought had roamed my brain. I didn't care about any of the problems within our modern society.
     For the first few years of my life I continued on being care free. A vast majority of my attention was directed towards my Littlest Pet Shops and The Wiggles. There were no tragic occurrences in this point of my life.
     Despite being a little girl who had zero opinions whatsoever from the time I was born until the age of 10, I grew up very quiet. I kept to myself a lot of the time and was perceived as the "weird" kid. Now let me tell you, when you have almost everyone in your class silently judging you and talking behind your back amongst their peers about how strange you are was not a very pleasant feeling. I always had to make sure I was wearing the "right" outfit and acted the "right" way. The only thing I actually cared about throughout first decade of my life, was what people thought of me. I was no crowd pleaser and that caused me to become very disappointed in myself. I wanted to be that kid that everybody liked.
     I pushed myself to change into what others wanted. I'd be very picky in what I bought whenever I went out shopping for clothes. I'd try to get myself more out their by participating in more activities like indoor soccer or swimming. Even after all of the hassle I put myself through, people still weren't fond of me. No matter how much you try to impress people, some of them will just never accept you.
     I regret going to all the extents that I did to impress others. I wish I could go back in time and tell myself that it was okay to be different. That's what makes up the world, everyone's individuality. We aren't all born to be robots and follow what everybody else does. It's okay to take your own path.