Mind My War Read Count : 93

Category : Stories

Sub Category : YoungAdult

In my head, there is a war. In my head, there are voices. Some say that I'm great. Some say that I'm horrible. There are others that don't have a say so. I have depression, anxiety, ptsd, adhd, and autism. 

When people make fun of me, I don't know it. I don't know when they want me to go away. They always watch me like I'm some sort of disease. A virus that can't be healed. I'm Christopher Bates. I was born on December 9, 2001. There's this one person that gets me like no other. Her name is Madison Fall, but she goes by Maddie.

Maddie is the best person I could think of. She has blond, wavy hair, brown eyes, and she's just plain beautiful. 

Everyday I pass by her locker and all her friends stare, point and laugh. I'm just the boy that no one wants to sit by. 

Even though I look the same as everyone else, everyone seems to know that I'm the person to stay away from. 

Everyday after school I go to my room and think. Most questions are different but others stay the same. Why don't they see me for me? Why don't they try to know me? These questions have been there for years. I can never get them out of my head.

When I'm alone I like to listen to Classical music really loud to where sometimes the police are called because of a noise complaint. 

My parents try to explain but they never seem to understand. My parents aren't really my parents anyway and to be truly honest, I don't think they understand. When they adopted me I never understood why they would take me instead of one of the other kids there. They had nothing wrong with them except for the yearly flu and cold. 

I never understood why people don't know why I am how I am. Everyday I want to talk to someone but no one wants to talk. Even the teachers cut their time short to talk to me. Then they spend 45 minutes talking to another student about their home life when I had a question about the homework that I didn't understand. 

My parents say that people don't understand because they don't know me. I just think it's because I'm different. 

They ask what's wrong with how I think. They ask what's wrong inside my head. They ask all the questions that I can't answer without getting punched. Everytime I get punched I'm always the one getting suspended, not them. 

I always say "Mind my war" but no one knows what I'm talking about. Mind my war means to put my diease to the side and get to know me for me. 

*At the end of senior year of high school*

I have a girlfriend and I have friends that understand me for me because they asked me what "mind my war" means. My girlfriend is the one and only Madison Fall. Her parents didn't like me at first they tried to split us up but Maddie said that if I left that she did too. They have began to ask questions and understand me. 

Those questions that I have had in my head for years have went away and people know how to Mind My War.

Comments

  • Jennifer Madunagu

    Jennifer Madunagu

    nice..but why couldn't I read it in full?

    Aug 14, 2018

  • one question, why does he have ptsd? it doesnt mention anything specific that was tramatic except what they have been through their entire life, and none of the thoughts resemble someone suffering with ptsd

    Aug 14, 2018

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