Shadow

They didn't know him, but they refused to give him a chance. He was freindly, loveable, sweet, and all he really wanted was attention and companionship. His existence, a question in the fact of what he was and just how small he was compared to everyone else. They scorned his kind even though in truth what they scorned was the type that lived in the darkness of the dank sewers, below the busy streets. He turned to his comfort, the only thing he could really rely on in his life, food. He ate and ate and when he had none he seeked it out.

And that was his life, eat, sleep, search, eat, sleep. Until the one, the different one, accepted him and said, "I will give you a home and food, I will give you companionship." And in a world where they didn't accept him, someone removed themselves from they and took a chance. We'll just call this someone X. Now he was suprised when X offered him this and in the beginning he was hesitant. X promised him that everything would be okay and that he would be well taken care of. And eventually the trust grew...and grew. No judgement showed the kindness, for this was real truth which no one but X seemed to understand.

I am X. Who am I? I'm somebody who will take the chance to get to know something and stop to see it's individuality and beauty instead of simply walking away. My little friend? Well I know there are many people who won't even take the chance to meet him and I disagree with their judgement. Sadly many people are like that and no matter what they are told about the goodness of something they will remain unconvinced and unwilling to risk the judgement. The steroype blinds many. It's like we need the categories to make things easier for us. Truthfully a full stereotype is non-existant, because there will never be someone or something that fits its exact definition.

My friend is judged according to a stereotype and many people believe that he is what he is not. And if I state what he is...well, you too would make the judgement of whether you would accept him or not. So he will remain unnamed and unknown and maybe if you meet someone like him one day, you will rethink the blind judgement, that can easily be made towards him, and instead simply accept him for the individual he is.