*Oh look another bloody disclaimer. (sighs). Well I think that y'all know I don't own the X-men. Marvel Comics, mad ass props to ya! Oh yeah an' no moola is bein' made. So don't sue my asno off!
Hey God are ya up there? Can ya here me? Look ah've been meaning to talk to ya for sometime now 'bout this skin thing ya have so graciously blessed me with (sarcastic). Ah look around here and see everyone else bein' able to give and receive touch without a barrier. Here ah am, the only thing that is exposed is mah face. I have to wear these freakin' gloves, long shelved shirts and pants, so I won't accidentally bump into someone an' put them in a coma. Ah miserable God! Do ya hear that? Miserable! I see Scott and Jean lovin' and kissin' each other. Hell even Jubes and Bobby are joinin' in on the action. Ah know that everyone pities me when they look at me. Even though they don't say it. Ah'm a freak, an outcast in mah own home. Ah see the way that everyone pulls away when ah get close to them. They fear that ah may slip up and touch them. There is one person that doesn't freak when ah get close to them. He actually prefers to be close. But ah can't allow him to get too close. But he tires anyway. He's stubbornly persistent. Ah can't figure out what is wrong with him. Doesn't he know what ah can do to him? Doesn't he value his life? He tries to touch mah face and kiss me. You know what God; several times ah've come close to lettin' him. Then ah snap back to reality and push him away. Ah tell him that ah can't 'cause ah don't wanna hurt him. He tells me, "My choice, chere. My risk." Ah can see the pain in his eyes when ah pull away. Every time ah see that, a part of me dies. Ah want that intimacy in mah life. Ah'm afraid that one-day ah'll snap an' swallow him whole. Ah've been labeled the "untouchable girl". God, if you had to curse me you could have at least made me so hideously ugly that no one would wanna touch me. But, you didn't. You had to make me fairly beautiful. Ah'm like the forbidden fruit, nice to look at, deadly to taste. How could ya do this to me?? Do ya even care that ah'm in this much pain or do ya get your kicks from it?