My Friend

I look at them. They're laughing.

But where am I? Standing behind the wall, secretly gazing upon their cheering amongst their peers.

Tears for no reason threaten to flood my face... my cheeks burn with an unknown fury.

They are happy... I am not...

Why are they happy?

Oh.

Their playing a game!

Look at that... laughing at their own stupidity...

What, oh, what could possibly make them so?!

Are they any obvious morons!? Or are they so brilliant that I cannot comprehend?

What now...?

They ask me to join. I scowl, and snap at them to leave me.

They ask again. I threaten them.

Do they not see I despise them so!?

Are they in fact that stupid!?

Oh woe is me... they pull at me, laughing as if they get a sick pleasure from it.

I pull away, retreating further into my dark corner, and hoping I will have more of a defense from there...

But what is this? They scramble off finally?

Have I won?

No.

A dark grievance threatens my being.

Has all this resistance broken my final barrier?

Am I naked in front of them without anything to cover me at all?

I sob quietly, praying something will deliver from such a fate from these demons!!

But... they are not demons...

After a minute of sobbing, I feel a hand on my shoulder.

Why?

You're not a demon at all! I exclaimed.

Indeed.

They were my friend.