In a twinkling, my bed became a spaceship, and we flew through space every night. And it was at this point that Imaginary Alien A came in through my window.Ī and I fell in love right away. By the time I went home and got into bed, I was covered in scars inside. Every few days, I had to hide in the toilet and cry until I threw up. However much I pretended to be an ordinary Earthling and made light conversation, during the time I spent with other Earthlings little cuts were being made all over my heart. I was eight years old.ĭuring the day, while I was living together with Earthlings, I kept getting hurt all over. It was around this time that I met an imaginary alien. And it was at this point that Imaginary Alien A came in through my window. I didn’t have a home planet to go back to.īy the time I went home and got into bed, I was covered in scars inside. The only difference was that I couldn’t escape the fact of actually being an Earthling. In a way, I resembled those aliens who scrupulously kept up the act of being Earthlings so as not to be outed as aliens. I wanted to be the most ordinary Earthling there was. Foreign bodies were quickly spotted, persecuted by the group, and made objects of ridicule. The last thing I wanted was to become a foreign body in the class, so I imitated the other children around me, and tried hard to be as normal as possible and not stand out. My kindergarten teacher warned the elementary school that I was abnormally sensitive, a crybaby, and overly quiet, and I was given the seat closest to the teacher. My mother and father worried whether I would be able to go to school like normal kids.
I had always been an extremely withdrawn child. I, too, felt like I was pretending to be an Earthling at kindergarten and school. There were other books in which lots of aliens pretended to be human in order to escape detection, too. In one children’s book, a family of aliens moved to Earth and took on human appearance to avoid being discovered, wearing clothes, speaking human language, and getting to know everyone in their neighborhood. In children’s animation too, there were lots of aliens who fell in love and traveled to Earth.
The picture books I read as a child, the manga I read in my friends’ homes, and the books I secretly borrowed from my brother’s bookshelf were full of aliens.
I don’t remember when I first grasped the concept of “aliens.” I think I must already have known about them in the moment I first realized I was an Earthling. Ever since I was a child, I’ve felt closer to extraterrestrials than I have to humans.
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