Emerging From the Crowd – Creative Writing by Antonios Vitalis

Nothing would ever be the same for him. Seeing her made him realise the meaning of existing. He had emerged from the crowd accepting his strengths and his weaknesses, all so that he could be noticed, by her. 

“She was not ordinary however. When I say this I do not mean it in as a negative term to define her character. I mean it only for her to smile. You see the term ordinary, the term that society justifies as acceptable, is bullshit.

I dislike normal. Normal to me means self doubt. Being normal simply implies the choice of not exceeding ones potential. She was not normal for every good reason. She was not ordinary, she was more, she was in a class of her own.

No one is perfect, however, and she was no exception. But what made me crazy about her was the fact that she did not submit to her audience. She did not alter her personality to that of her social surroundings. She behaved without doubt. She was audacious in this sense; never giving a damn at what others told her, or what they thought of her. At least that’s what she made people think, people like me.

I never thought I had much of a chance with her if I am to be truthful. She was intelligent, gorgeous, provocative, yet gentle. I was basic, hardworking, athletic and tough. We were not compatible in my eyes. I wished we were but at the time I could not see the potential compatibility of me being with her.

I mean, with all the girls I had spent time with, none of them had made me so curious and belittling as she had made me. But I enjoyed that, living off of her no bullshit attitude. The attitude that she would exemplify day in day out in order to make me understand when I was right, or when I was just simply (in her eyes) incorrect. She opened my eyes to the world. The world I had looked at with optimism had no turned to a place where optimism was a virtue and not the norm. She made me accept that life was tough, before also making realise that it was worth the pain of living. She was my life in that sense. She was my sadness, my insecurities, my joy, my pride, my closure, my love.”

Emerging from the crowd to see her better, was the best decision he would ever make. 

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