I live in a world where blue signifies heat and red the cold. Where blue and pink don't identify as gender colors but green and yellow do. A world where boys wear long hair and girls have short. We all dress the same; in orange tracksuits. The world I live on is so different from my home planet, Earth. No one knows that I do not belong, but I suspect some are beginning to think. Ever since I was sent to this planet I've had to hide who I am and act so strangely and it is beginning to wear thin on my patience. I am not sure that I can pretend to be of this race any longer, but my mission is to risk my life for, so I have no choice but to continue. There are lots of things on this planet that is so much different from Earth that it will seem like a crazy person's best dream. Grass does not grow where grass should and the birds don't fly like usual. Where the clouds float high above our heads there are waves of the oceans. We walk with clouds at our feet. There are fish in the sky, which as you walk you can look up at stare, just like an aquarium. The birds float, like ducks, on the clouds that we walk on each day. The trees grow normally though, there are caves and land just like my home. Some things are the same, yet so different all the same. It gets cold and hot during the Winter and Summer ,as usual, just in the Summer it is cold and the Winter is warm. The race here on this planet all look just like us humans, act like us, think like us. They show the same intelligence level as us as well. But there is something about the way they are becoming secretive about certain things. They are hiding something and I have a bad feeling that it has something to do with Earth. Here there are a few I communicate with, but only to study them closer. The reason I was sent here instead of anyone else is that that on my planet Earth I was known to be heartless and alone. They thought that if anyone other than me were sent into space to study this other life that somehow they would become attached to the new species as if they were human. The government knew that wouldn't happen with me. They had been studying me closely and seeing that I don't even talk to other beings or make eye contact that I would be perfect… Well, that is the partial truth. The whole truth is that they knew my father when he was alive and well, thought that I should be the first to visit this other planet.
