Alright, so, first off, I’ve decided upon a schedule for this blog! Every Monday and Friday I’ll be putting up a post in which I discuss problems facing today’s youth, ways adults can improve their relationships with teens, etc. Then, if the muse decends, I will post random stories of my life and other such things on other days. So, since today is a Tuesday, this post will be a random story that happened a few years back.
Most people don’t believe me when I tell this story, but I promise it is 100% true.
Now, I despise everything that makes a modern teenager “normal.” I would much prefer a long life of strange acts and confused stares than live a day as the modern “average” teen. (I consider myself to only be partially average.) So, stories such as the following really make me believe there is a future for the world. A future in which strange people and allegedly “normal” people can live together in harmony…

It was a bright day when the following event occured. At my middle school when I was in the eigth grade, the cafeteria staff would allow the students to go outside during lunch to hang out. So, like everyone else did, my friends and I went outside every day.

On this particular day, I happened to look down at my feet and noticed that one of my friends and I were walking in perfect unison. I laughed and pointed this fact out and for the rest of lunch, she and I walked side by side at the exact same pace.

The next day, we repeated these actions and the rest of my friends joined in. This made it so that about eight or so teens were walking in a straight line, back and forth, in perfect unison. We even dictated which foot to move like the army does, chanting “LEFT, LEFT, LEFT RIGHT LEFT!” Obviously, this led to stares from onlookers and displeased looks from the staff.

Of course, the following day, we decided to continue the trend. We were having fun after all, and weren’t hurting anybody! We were simply being strange! So, as we all walked in our long line, I was surprised to see a new face in our group. It was a girl I knew from the math class I had in seventh grade, and she was walking in perfect unison with the rest! I grinned and went along with it. Then, not a minute later, a few more people began to walk! More and more students lined up behind us and began to chant the foot movements, all walking in perfect time with each other! I could not believe what had happened. Almost the entire eight grade was walking together in perfect unison. I smiled at what my friends and I had accomplished, though it didn’t last long.

After a few minutes of the walking, a staff member forced the group to stop, thinking we were preforming some kind of gang-like act of rebellion or a satanic ritual. So, complaining and muttering under our breath, the group dispersed, never to speak of the incident again. My friends and I talked about it from time to time of course, but I knew deep down that something like that would probably never happen again. That thought saddened me, but then, I saw a faint twinkle of hope. As I was walking back inside that day, I noticed something. My footsteps were in unison with the footsteps of at least a good 25 other students. I don’t think any of them noticed, but I did. I grinned and thought of hope. Perhaps these “normal” people aren’t so bad after all.

Perhaps one day, those events could be redone.

Perhaps the world isn’t so separated after all.

~Such are the thoughts of a bipolar teenager~