There once was a boy who thought he had a disease. So he tried to keep himself in a bubble. Whatever he had, he knew it hurt and that others didn't want it. So for those who didn't appear to have the disease, he tried his best to hide it from them. He kept himself tucked away in a clear bubble. He pretended to act as normal as possible, hoping others would like him. But because he was so afraid to be found out, he felt very lonely. Maybe one day he could find others with his affliction, so they could all run and play together. No one would have to worry or hide since they would all share a common bond.
One day he did indeed find some with his same condition. But they were afraid the boy would give them more of his germs, thus worsening their own condition. So the boy felt even more alone than before.
He began to dislike his condition even more. He began to dislike himself. He thought the other kids were better off without him, so he avoided contact all together.
But one day while at the park all alone, he was watching the other kids. They yelled and screamed at a little girl, telling her they didn't want her cooties. The little girl ran off, and cried by herself under a tree.
The boy approached her and showed her his condition, the very condition he tried to keep hidden from the others. Her eyes lit up with glee, and she quickly jumped inside of his bubble. She gave him the biggest hug of all. She was so happy to meet someone just like herself. And the boy was happy to meet someone just like himself.
The two would become great friends and share in so much warmth and love. They would eventually find others who were just like them, but each unique in their own way. They created an area of the playground where they could all be free, an area to live without their bubbles. It was a place to breath freely, a place to be alive, to be oneself, and to live without fear.
THE END
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