Personal Narrative: The Outsider

I remember the time when I had locked myself in my room for hours; peeking through the small keyhole, I could see the guests moving around the hall and I decided not to go out. However, my mom kept knocking my door, insisting me to come out. I pretended to ignore her, but when the guests started calling out my name along with her, I had to open the door reluctantly. Instead of having any conversation with them, I thought it would be a better idea for me to just go for a quick handshake and walk away. As I approached one of them with my body fidgeting, I tripped over my legs and fell embarrassingly. While getting up, without even looking at their faces, I headed straight back to my room and locked myself for the second time in a matter of few …show more content…
Being an introvert, I found it extremely difficult presenting my ideas to a stranger. Every time I talked to a stranger, they could well notice the break in my voice due to my lack of confidence and the uneasiness of my body. Therefore, I barely approached anyone I saw and instead, preferred staying alone or with my closest ones all the time. At times, I dreaded going out of my house just because of the fear of having to talk with strangers such as shopkeepers, bus drivers and so on. I hated living my life this way, having no idea on how I would make new friends once I grow …show more content…
A man sharing my bus seat kept on gazing me with a sly smile, or so I thought. Countless things were going in my head on how I need to be reacting in that situation. After a while, he started talking, asking me a couple of questions. At that moment, my mind went blank, I did not know how I should respond to those questions. It was quite surprising to see him giving me an ample amount of time, and waiting for me to speak without showing any form of exasperation. Recollecting my thoughts and holding my composure, I started answering hesitantly and anxiously hoping not to sound silly. However, gradually, we seem to be going along well and only when his bus stop arrived, I realized that we have been talking for more than twenty minutes. It was the first time as far as I could remember that I was able to interact with a stranger for such a long time without making any excuses for ending the