Look, if you’re really not into reading a long post about Russian formalism and Latin poetry, you could just (re)read Madeleine L’Engel’s classic children’s novel, A Wrinkle in Time. Provided you don’t mind, perhaps even value, the religious overtones.
Note or recall Mr. Murray and Charles Wallace on Camazotz. (“Now the red eyes and the light above seemed to bore into Charles, and again the pupils of the little boy’s eyes contracted. When the final point of black was lost in blue he turned away from the red eyes, looked at Meg, and smiled sweetly, but the smile was not Charles Wallace’s smile.”)
And look for little gems like this one:
“I’m different, and I like being different.” Calvin’s voice was unnaturally loud.
“Maybe I don’t like being different,” Meg said. “But I don’t want to be like everybody else, either.”