GhostSlayer

Night fast approaching.

Sitting in chairs looking on at the mound of wood.

An elegant bird rising destined to fall.

Then a light.

Small yet growing fast.

Then in a second the bird catches.

Only those looking were stunned silent.

The cool air on my face.

The sun blazing overhead.

Running through the neighborhood with friends.

With no fears of school bothering your mind.

I have been feeling like I am even more different then normal because of my math teacher that I have. When I ask for something that I need to do well in school even though we are done with class and are waiting for the next class to be ready.

Being a teenager in today's world is so hard. 

You have to deal with: stress of school, social interactions, people telling you what to do and what not to do. 

When I go to school on occasion I worry that I will be treated differently because of my hearing.

something completely out of my control.

I fear that a teacher could pick me out of the class because of my differences.