midnight pt 1

for all my life i've lived with my "type"
people who looked like me
who acted like me
who LIKED me
but that all changed when i moved to a country called
AMERICA

My name is Midnight, im of african american decent. i have dark hair , dark eyes and dark skin. and for the three years after my 14th birthday, there was only one person who mattered most to me. Mark, even saying his name puts pleasure into my brain and a faint smile on my face. When i moved to the big U.S.A he was the only friend i had. He was my neighbour, we walked to school together, we got the mail together and we babysat our siblings together. i never really thought of him in that way until now. Sure he was attractive, these huge deep green eyes that always had a look of intelligence going on behind them, and i never understood what was going on in his head. He had very dark blonde hair and very fair skin, he was perfect in my mind, but apperebtly were not as "normal" as we thought. We were the out casts, i was completely different, and he never had the right hair style or the right clothes, we were just, different.