Why do people stare at me? I mean, I'm not like them, but still. No matter where I go, someone is staring. Can they see the real me or am I just that ugly? They whisper behind my back like I'm not there. Who not look at me? My mother, my father, my family, or the one I love don't see me for who I am? The staring is getting creepy and is hurting me. What's with them? Do the see a human or a monster? Do they see me as an outcast? I need answers. Why doesn't anyone give me some? They must be staring at me because I'm alone. I hate being stared at. Why don't those cold eyes go away? No matter what I do, I can still feel them staring at me. I wish they would stop. My heart is about to burst from being stared at. Why do they stare?
