Now I understand that I shouldn't be ashamed of who I am and that there is someone out there in the world who will care for me and love me, because everyone deserves to be loved. But I would be lying if I told you that I came to this conclusion on my own, I had the guidance of a special person, well, not exactly a person, a kind, loving, understanding and adorable alien named George. I met George about a year ago, we only spent a week together, but it was enough to change my life. It seemed like another normal Sunday morning. I woke up, got ready for school, quickly left for the bus station and arrived just in time. I like taking the bus because it gives me time to think about myself, my school is far from my house so I have plenty of time to think. The bus was empty as usual, I sat in the back where no one can see me like I always do. After 40 minutes the bus arrived at school. I don't like going to school, because I usually spend the day alone, I have no friends in school, you always hear stories about kids being bullied in school, but you never hear about people like me, who are so pathetic that no one even cares about them, people like me we are like ghosts in school, no one wishes us a good day, no one wants to do school projects with us, no one wants to sit with us in class, we are invisible to most people. This day didn't seem to be any different, it seemed like I would have another day where I would be invisible, and I didn't really care because I stopped caring a long time ago. When the recess bell rang I went to my usual spot in the school basement where I could sit alone where no one could see me, but after five minutes I was... halfway through a paper... .and he replied, "I'll teach you how to get out." from your bubble and communicate with teachers and kids your age,” he continued. And that was the turning point in my life, George was my alien guardian, every day that week he came to school and encouraged me to communicate and socialize, by the end of the week I was invited to a party, I was never invited anywhere for my whole life and a week with George and I'm already invited to a party! I was devastated when George had to leave, but he told me he always took care of me from his planet. And this is the story of my favorite alien, the alien who cared about me more than anyone else, and the alien who wanted me to have a wonderful life. Now I have many friends and I'm no longer invisible and it's only thanks to George, the most loving and caring alien in the world! He is hands down my favorite alien.