A few days ago, I began to think of one of my old online stomping grounds. Whyville. Although it's often nearly impossible for me to get in with no money and no Why-Pass, I took a chance, and somehow I made it.
I was bored with fitting in so much, so I decided I would be something different. Something fairly original, a look that few on Whyville want to have. I snatched up some brightly colored hair, a mohawk, and a few other things.
You're probably wondering, why is she telling me this? What's the point? Here is my point. I got rid of the pretty hair and clothes for a while, and I met some of the rudest people of my life.
But I met many more nice ones. I'm not sure if they spoke to me at first because they respected me for stepping out of the norm, or if they simply wanted a friend. I don't know. I'm not psychic. I made a lot of friends that day.
When people insulted me, it didn't matter, because I was having fun. I didn't talk to newbies, oldbies, beauties or uglies. (Heh, uglies?) I talked to Whyvillians. I talked to PEOPLE.
I'm at peace now. Part of the reason I left Whyville was because I believed all the people on here cared only about how their floating cartoon head looked. Now I know I was wrong, and even if I never make it into Whyville again, I'll have a different view on it.
