Young Writers Society

I carry the burden of fitting in with my peers without the sense of rejection or discrimination against me though out of my seventeen years of living. Ever since my childhood, I’ve always describe myself as the anomalous individual out of my classmates. This leaves the ultimate social enigma of what god have created for me that’s almost more merciless than attempting to solve the most difficult calculus problem on an AP calculus exam. Fortunately, parts of my enigma continue to crack throughout my learning experience in my high school career. My challenges are my morals that count as my everyday lessons. Each year, life always has a lesson plan planned for me; I could possibly see the whole outline of the notes on the blue sky like seeing the whiteboard in a classroom. My whole lesson plan is where I see the golden rules written by god himself, as a Methodist Christian, I was raised to go by these rules to become a charitable person what god wanted in his people. But today, a lot of people who are ignorant enough often ignores these moral by doing the exact opposite. By meaning discriminating innocent people by their race, religion, sexism, and disabilities, that can easily damage the fragile mental state of the human being. Unfortunately, I was one of those tyrannized victims affected by those churlish words. In my case, was bullied for my speech impediments and my Asperger’s Syndrome. My speech impediments have always the hardest challenge for me socially especially learning to how to communicate with peers though verbally. I often say bizarre things or stutter on any words which it was very burdensome for me throughout grade school. I used to think these books are just bland, one dimensional characters in a dull story, but until my junior year, I started to see the creativity and well-developed characters in an epic story. Because of this, my performance in reading and writing was greatly in my English field of academics, not only that I began to read and understand social cues of other people as well. However my speech impediments are still an issue especially trying to fit in with my peers. I started to think that my brain has a mind on itself sometimes. It’s either my words can be come up as hilarious like a buffoon or just think that I'm a strange kid. So my peers decided use my weakness as their advantage by grooming me into thinking that I can pick up girls easily. I used to believe this as a boost to my confidence, until I started to realize the careless mistakes I made whenever I try to start a conversation with a girl. My heart always speeds over the normal heart rate that almost longer than ultrasound frequencies of any high definition sound system. Which I ended up being rejected every time due to my mindless mistakes. But I'm not the only male that went through rejection; it’s a very painful weapon that can bring down your confidence. However, rejection leaves a chance of an opportunity. That opportunity is the chance of learning the mistakes you’ve made and how you can improve from these lapses. When I was younger, I used to think rejection is an evil act by woman to prove that they hate you for no reason until when I got more mature I started to realize there’s plenty fishes in the sea. Now my high school enigma is almost solved and the solutions were the morals I’ve discussed. I wish these lessons I’ve learned be taught to teens as endearing morals.