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I think I might have been about twelve

when

one of my imaginary friends

Garth

told me I didn’t belong here.

Wrong time

wrong place

was his way of explaining it.

Garth looked like a cartoon character

except he was real

well, he felt real

and talked real

(with a voice that sounded just like me)

but seemed much wiser than I was.

Declan

he told me

have you noticed you are different

from everyone else?

Yes

I said.

But there’s not much I can do about it.

That’s true

he said.

But I think someone or something

goofed

and you were supposed to be born

a long time ago

or a long time in the future.

Definitely not

here and now.

Which could explain why I never felt like

part of the crowd

like other kids.

Never felt

truly at ease at school

comfortable in groups

or even at home

in my own skin.