The Eye by Kayla Hernandez
She sits in her room lonely in the dark in complete silence, who is she? Long brown hair with split ends and that one lonely braid on the left side of her face while she bites her nails that haven’t been cleaned for ages. She stares at the ceiling while laying in her queen size bed with the blankets all messy and everywhere. Clothes thrown around and tiny crumbs of crackers scattered around her carpet floor. What is she thinking? Maybe she’s thinking about her purpose in life or why she isn’t able to communicate with others like a normal person. There’s no sign of Barbies or toy trains so I don’t think she has any siblings, I don’t see any pee or poop on the floor so there’s no sign of any pets. Why is she staring at the ceiling, can’t she just read a book off the large bookshelf she has? She seems creepy and out of this planet, maybe she doesn’t have any friends. Is that what you were thinking? See, my name is Abigail Lee Warren and I’m 15 years old in a 7th grade class. Many people call me weird or they say my nickname is “Alien”. While you may believe that is my actual nickname, it really isn’t. My nickname is Abby and I’m a shy, four-foot-eleven dork, who gets rejected by the boys and just people in general. The principal in my school doesn’t even know I exist, let’s just say I am not very much of a troublemaker. Well, now that you’ve observed me for so long, what do you think of me? Can we be friends or am I just too weird? Well either way I’m fine with any choice you pick, it’s not like this is the first time I’ve been pushed away. Actually I’ve decided to give us another chance of friendship so I’m going to take you with me to school for a day in the life of Abigail. When I get to school I always walk in the first entrance on the left side of the building even though there’s more than 6 entrances. That’s my favorite entrance because no one walks all around the building to get in which makes it special. I won’t get stared at early in the morning and called weird, which is like a miracle because I’m literally always being talked about. Did I tell you that some of my classmates thought I killed someone and the rumor spread faster than COVID which is ridiculous. 176
