A Glass Girl

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My name is Tara. I’m 10. This is a story about a me that I see in dreams, a me who is so lost within people who fit in that it is like she is made of glass and everyone else is gold. Oh and, yes, she finds someone else. In real life I met a girl though ;)

I feel like a bottle.
No, literally. We’re both made of glass. And a bottle has a thin neck, so it takes longer to get things out. I am the bottle. My feelings are the soda inside.
Just not as sweet.
I’m outside the school building. About to go inside. About to mix with the numerous gold people inside. I am the odd one out. Never have I seen another glass body. Though I am transparent, everyone notices. Apparently I’m weird.
Well, I am. So stop staring at me.
Oh, ok, I would never say that out loud. I’m too scared.
I step inside and immediately all eyes turn to me. Those eyes have no feeling in them. Gold is too… well, opaque, if that’s the right word.
Mine are transparent, like the rest of me.
Oh man, I hate school.
I push my way through the crowd, never making eye contact. I hug my (glass) satchel to my chest. It has my (glass) books and my (glass) pens and my (glass) food and my…
Goodness. I’m just not going to try hide that word anymore.
Everything I have is glass. EVERYTHING.
Something catches my eye. An almost invisible body among all the others. A boy, about my age. A Goldie knocks him down.
‘S-stop.’ he stammers, then gathers the broken shards of his bag and reforms them.
That’s what we can do. Fix glass.
Helpful when you’re made of it.
I glance back to him, and he meets my eyes. Then he looks towards the cafeteria. I know what he means.
After first period, I hurry to the cafeteria and sit down next to the boy.
He smiles.
‘We’re the only ones.’ he whispers. Everyone hates the cafeteria.
I smile back.
I just found a friend.
I’m not a bottle anymore!


Trish on 9 July, 2021

Your story is so relatable. I love it! Seriously keep it up, write as much as you can and if you truly love it… it will build you up and not just that your strength at writing will grow as well. You would be amazed at what can be accomplished if you work at it. And if you love it, …well it’s not necessarily work at all.

world is so beautiful, we just have to open our eyes on 3 March, 2021

Tara, I CAN'T belive that you've wrote this in just 10 minutes!!! And I fully agree that your story is the story of the month. And you are 10 years old? Also a thing I CAN'T belive. But it must be true... keep it up, Mina

The Curious Bookworm on 3 February, 2021

Hi, I really like this story. It is so powerful! I only have one top tip for you: Keep on writing!!!!!!

Tara on 28 January, 2021

Sorry LLILYANA I missed an L

Tara on 28 January, 2021

Diana, I’m 10. It says at the top. Also LLIYANA, I didn’t even notice that. I wrote the story in ten minutes because I had a time limit lol

Diana on 20 January, 2021

Tara, this is so beautiful! How old are you?

LLILYANA on 20 January, 2021

This is so beautiful, and I just don't know what to say! There are no words for it! It relates so much to you personally, but also anyone else who feels like that. I love how you depict yourself (as a character) as a glass bottle. That you can mend glass which relates to the fact that if you want to, you can pick yourself back up and keep going. One thing I would say - no matter what you think of yourself, you will always have a place in this world and you will always be loved by someone