Extraordinary Human

The first time she walked in I hated her I don’t know why, maybe because she was too quite. She used to walk under the shadows of her friends; I didn’t like her friends they were too loud and they treated us as if we were the new kids. First time always gives you the wrong impression!

She was so smart but still quite, I thought that the star of our class was jealous of her because of her smartness. So I walked to the new girl and I told her that the star might hate you cause you might take her position; the look on the new girl’s face was unreadable. That year passed and I didn’t get to know her well, all I knew about her that she’s nice and adorable.

The next year came and the new girl isn’t new anymore. The first day I walked in the class, I pulled my chair next to her and the others. She smiled brightly, we talked about our summer vacation but this time when I talked to her, it was different! She’s not the quiet girl anymore. She’s not the girl who used to hide beneath her friends’ shadows..

Her voice became louder, her soul moved us, and her hugs were the best thing that can ever happen to us at the early morning. She used to throw her bag on her desk and start hugging everyone. I used to see her walk through the corridors asking everyone “how you’re doing” her morning spirit can lift you up with her. Every person out there loved her.

Our last year .. Teachers would beg her so she can shut up; I used to tell her to shut up too.

But something changed at that time, she’s still positive and beautiful but there was something wrong with her. One day we ditched a class and we sat on the stairs, we cried without a reason, laughed at our tears and then we dreamed.

She asked me: “what do you see?”

 I told her: “me standing in the middle of Times Square”

Her: ”is there a guy?”

Me: “NOO!! EWW.”

We laughed again.. Still something is wrong with her

She wants her voice to be heard.. She wants to make a change..

She wants to be noticeable.. She wants to inspire..

  

She lost herself because of her needs. Talking to her about it was pointless, she’s not telling me something and I can’t force myself on her anymore. But I want her to know something

  

Everyone listened to what she said but some clods that were nothing affected her and she stopped noticing the people who were there to listen to her. She wanted to make a change and she did! She changed me! She taught me that no one could take my smile away but too bad they took hers. She wanted to inspire others. Well I’m writing now because she’s my inspiration.

I want her to stay in my eyes and see how I look at her.. How others look at her.. I want her to know and believe that she’sbeautiful from the inside as well the outside.. I want her to believe that her dreams are achievable because of her young soul and wise mind.. I want her to know that I love her just like my sister and I’m willing to do anything to see her bright smile shine again, the smile that made me consider her as my sister. 

I want her to know that she’s an extraordinary human.

Hope & Love

Maitha the Parrot