Am I Strange? Is it strange to be in the hospital? Knowing that you may die? Is it right to be punished? I didn't know. It's so sad. Sad to be told you may die in Kindergarden. Sad to be seperated from others. To not be accepted. I didn't know why this was happening to me. I missed so much of my life, in a hospital bed, almost lifeless. Unable to move freely. So sore. So dizzy. People at home would treat me like a disease. Called me a Witch. Demon. Monster. I tried to ignore it. People stole my things. Even adults. They called me terrible things. Swore. Even kids younger than me. A man in the same appartment as me, called me and my mom and brother filthy japs. Pearl harbor bombers. We weren't even alive! Am I weird to be, and want to be what I am? I just wanted to be a normal person . . . So . . . Am I Strange?