Genius

By Manchee

I've always been different.
My entire life.
My parents first noticed I was different when I started spelling out words with alphabet blocks.
I didn't speak a word until I was six.
When I was seven I took a Rorschach test. I can't really remember what I said I saw in those ink blots, but I remember a doctor telling my parents that I had given extremely mature answers.
By the time I was 8 I had an I.Q. score of 200. Which ranks me above genius.
I'm told my mind works differently.
I wish I wasn't intellectually greater.
You see, even though it's amazing to understand things so easily, it's lonely.
I can't connect to anyone
In ways, I don't feel human.
In ways, I don't think I am.
I feel as if I'm missing something.
I don't know what that something is, and it's troubling.
But I want that something.
Whatever it is.
Professor. Alreck told me that I should write down what I think and feel, that it will help me feel more in touch with my human roots.
Well, my name is Theodore Right.
And today I met Alexandra.

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