They Call Me Names

"Why did you run off!"

"God, I was hanging with Zack!"

"You ruin EVERYTHING!"

"Guy's stop!"

"MAKE HER STOP"

"ALL SHE DOES IS CAUSE PROBLEMS!"

"She can't help it!"

"Why do I have to be the girl with the crazy sister?"

"Why can't our family be normal!?!"

"Stop it! You are going to hurt her feelings!"

"I don't care if ITS feelings get hurt!"

I closed my eyes and flinched at the word "it". That is all I am now. An It. I don't get to be human anymore. I never was human. I was always an alien to everyone. I was from a different planet. I was from a different UNIVERSE.

We are in the car, on our way home. We had to leave early because of my "episode". I ruined everyone's day. Taylor was hanging out with her soon to be boyfriend Zack. Or at least she says he is her soon to be boyfriend. Nate was on the Ferris wheel with his girlfriend Colleen when mom came looking for him. He never really gets to see her. Unless they are at school. She is pretty cool. At least she likes me.

"Stop yelling at her!" My mom yelled at Taylor and Nate as we pulled in the drive way.

"It's fine." I mumbled. I un-clicked my seat belt and left the backseat and stepped into the garage. I made my way to the door that entered into the house and stopped. I had to wait for mom to unlock the door. She didn't let me have keys because then that would make me think I am allowed to leave the house without one of them.

"Move." Nate shoved me out of the way to get to the door.

-You deserve it.-

I crammed my hands into my pockets and looked at the ground. Nate unlocked the door and entered our farm house. Four bedrooms, three bathrooms, two TV rooms, two kitchens, a workout room and a storage room, It was plenty big for the four of us. When my dad was alive he wanted a BIG house with lots of farm animals. He didn't want his kids to grow up in the city. He wanted us to feel free. I was 3 when we moved in. He didn't know that in a house full of freedom, I would always be trapped inside my body.

A couple years later when I was diagnosed with schizophrenia, my parents were shocked, horrified and devastated their child wasn't going to ever live normally. I used to sit up and listen to them fight every night on how they were going to handle me.

But that same year, my dad got really sick. He had type four stomach cancer and before we could even digest the idea of it, he was in the hospital hooked up to machines. And shortly after that, we all had to say our goodbyes. I told him I was sorry. He asked me why. I whispered to him "Because I just wanted to be your perfect princess" He started crying and my mom made Nate and Taylor take me to the waiting room. He died a few minutes later.

My mom heald the door open for me. I walked inside.

You're a messed up princess no one loves.

"Mom you love me right?" I asked. She stopped mid-step in the kitchen. Taylor and Nate turned around to watch me mom answer.

"What?" She replied.

"You love me right? Even though I am a messed up princess?"

"Wha- Of course I love you. And you are not messed up. What are you- What would you ask that?"

I sighed and walked past everyone. They just watched me. Everyone watches me. Oh yeah, The dark people are back.
I walked into my room, closed the door and fell on my bed.

"Leave me ALONE!" I yelled.

-Messed up princess.-

I closed my eyes and attempted to sleep. It's peaceful when I sleep.

-Messed up princess.-

"I will be a perfect princess." I assured myself.

-You're no princess. You will never be a princess. The closest you will ever get to a fairytale is the frog.-