My Wonderful Name

       A lot of people have various names that people call them.  My special name is Brittany.  Although I have nicknames, no one calls me by them.  My nicknames are like a paperweight, they both are not used.  My name is as long as three miles.  When I hear people try to spell it, they never get it right.  My name is like leftovers from Sunday night’s dinner on a Monday afternoon.  The more that I hear it/eat it the more that I dislike it.  When I think of my name I think of a dark ugly brown color.   Brittany compares to the sun melting away the snow, so that we can go to school tomorrow, they both are unwelcome.   My name is so popular.  Normally when people call Brittany I look around just for them to say “ Not You, Brittany James.”  So then I started going by Brittany B.  I would go by my middle name just to avoid this situation but that name is not any better.

       Lauren?  Lauren.  What kind of a name is that for a girl like me? We are so different I am a basketball player and Lauren is like a soft-girl name.  Well, just like my first name, my middle name is just as popular. So maybe I should just go by Blackwell.  Yea, nobody has the name Blackwell.  Then I can stand out from other people as though I just won the lottery.  Or maybe I should go by the number on my jersey.  When I walk in the big broad frames of the door all my friends would say “Hey 45.”  Yea, I am starting to like the whole number thing.  But, wait when my teacher hands out papers and tests, am I just supposed to put “45” on the sheet where it says name? 

      Ok, ok, I know that I am struggling with which name I want to go by, so why don’t I just make up a nickname for myself?  Yea, it will be outstanding.  Everyone will know it.  Like b-baller, Bree, Britt, I don’t know.  Or I’ll just be like this boy who never goes by one name.  People know him by four or five names and they are Shellfish, Michael, Bobby, Rj, and Pridgon.  I will be just like him.  Yea, that right.  I am going to be a supermarket brand of ice cream and not be original.  I will just copy off of somebody else.  But, do I really want to be a phony?  No, absolutely not.  So I will just stick with what I have.  I will just be me, Brittany.