Staring Into Your World

Dearest earthlings,

I’ve been told by many of you that I have a rather unsettling stare, which tends to make an appearance completely out of the blue and for no typical reason.I’ve had the stare described to me as a ‘cold, glassy, fixed, empty gaze’ that doesn’t even appear like it’s coming from a human, but more so the eyes of a doll, or something equally dead. Most times, I’m completely unaware of this stare, and it’s only brought to my attention when someone will nudge me with a sharp whisper of, “Chloe, you’re doing it again” or “why do you look so annoyed?”I actually recall one time when I went to my first and only party, everybody was dancing and having an absolutely jolly good time, looking absolutely flawless in their six-inch heels and dresses that left absolutely nothing to the imagination, and there I was doing an absolutely awful job of attempting to fit in (PSA: Fitting in his totally not worth the hassle) and in my attempt to dance and make conversation with other girls there which was horrendously tiring, I was called out for my ridiculously strange eyes, this one particular girls words being ‘Chloe, you seriously look like you’re about to murder me.’Fast forward thirty seconds and I had a small army of teenagers surrounding me, staring right into my eyeballs, and her comment of the consideration of committing homicide didn’t exactly sound like a terrible idea.I’m kidding.But long story short, I don’t go to parties anymore.The problem is, the stare itself isn’t meant to be malicious or rude in any way, shape, or form. As I said, a good majority of the time I have to be snapped out of it, as I don’t even realise it’s happening, however it does have a tendency to show up more when I’m in an uncomfortable situation or want to be left alone.What’s going on inside my head while the rest of the world thinks I’m plotting their deaths, you ask?Let me explain.Although my doll like stare can come off as looking blank and dead, the truth of the matter is that I’m actually thinking a fair bit, and I can definitely still hear you while you’re whispering about me- sorry about that.Your world is so much different to my own, your tribe is so different than mine, and you are all equally fascinating and confusing to me. Your world is full of crazy, ridiculous things, which I’m still trying to learn every day, and sometimes my brain decides that it’s all just a little bit too much, and that it’s time to head back home to Planet Aspien.Like most people, I learn things by watching other people do them- in this case, it could be socialising and being in public. Therefore, my murder-eyes may come on as my entire attention becomes focussed on my surroundings, and my brain tries to process what it’s seeing, hearing, smelling, and feeling.I simply just don’t have the time to worry about what my eyeballs are doing.However, it could also happen if I’ve been around people for prolonged periods of time, and my brain grows horribly tired from all this information that is constantly being sent to me, and the only way to counteract the temporary effects that you exhausting humans have on me is to do the stare.If you can read body language at all, than you’ll most likely be apt to stay away from someone who has the same stare that I’m sure is apparent in numerous horror movies. If this is the case, my genius ploy has worked.Now, my darling humans,Despite your world being absolutely ridiculous in my eyes, don’t worry. I don’t absolutely despise you, but quite the opposite.I'm not a serial killer, and I'm not trying to stare into your soul.I'm more of an Ariel, sitting on my rock and watching the human world go by in wonder.You are all endlessly fascinating to me. You may see yourself as ordinary, or boring, or dull. But to me, your human world is an Alien place filled with many exciting whozits and whatsits.Sometimes though, I may just watch on from a safe distance and stay on my safe little ocean rock.