BWOL - Being noticed

All I ever wanted was to walk into a room and not be noticed. It seems like a simple thing. But when you are 3 and a half feet tall. People tend to stare. Its not out of disgust, more likely curiosity, but it is staring just the same. You would think I'd be use to it by now. After all I was born without legs over 30 years ago and in that time I've entered a lot of rooms. Every new school. Every new job. Every store and every doctor's office. But it wasn't so bad. Its not like I was ever sick. Its not like I was in any real pain. Just in a fish bowl. With the whole world looking in. And I learned to take these eyes and give them something to look at. Something to enjoy. I was funny or I did tricks. I would show them cool thing that only a guy of my size could do. And suddenly it was pretty cool to me the new guy. The boy without legs.