The Secret Life Of Luz Noceda

Prologue

[Three Years Ago Luz Noceda Age 12]

"Awww is the little Luzer about to cry?~" taunted one of the bullies as he dangled my Good Witch Azura book over my head," Come on! Come on, I know you want your dumb little kiddy book. It's right here you just gotta grab it."

I kept my head down as hot tears started to build up in my eyes. They always did this to me whenever one of them catches me reading my favorite book at school. All I wanted to do was draw some scenes from the Battle against the Gildersnake.

I was taken out of my thoughts and let out a pained yelp as the bully finally lost his patience with me and pushed me hard into the mud.

He scoffs and tosses my book into the mud next to me," This is boring, come on guys let's go back to my place and play Xbox."

He and goon left but before spitting at me in disgust," Do us all a favor Luzer and disappear from our lives. I mean no one will miss you, not me, not the others, and certainly not your mom!"

He laughs in a mocking tone while the others there stood there uncomfortable with how this turned from teasing to full-out suicide baiting.

"My mom told even told me just how of a burden you are to your mom. From getting into trouble at school because of your broken brain, not fitting in with us normal people, liking both boys and girls, and just overall being a bad daughter. So please disappear and don't come back."

And with that he and his goons left, leaving me in the cold wet mud that was slowly seeping into my favorite Azura-themed hoodie and jeans. I had to swallow back a sob while picking up my now-ruined book.

'W-was he right...was I truly a burden to my mom and everyone else...'

This wasn't the first time I had these thoughts, but it was the first time I let them fester in my head.

Ever since I was diagnosed at a young age, everything around me became so difficult to manage. My impulses were getting harder to grasp without my fidget toys in my hand, I was losing my homework daily because I always forgot to put it in the bag, and it was so hard to understand the kids, mostly the girls, around me as they talked about weird things like celebrities, makeup, and other teen things that I found boring.

I tried. I did try to fit in but it just made me so uncomfortable and feel like I'm faking everything just so I could be around people who wouldn't like me for me.

I love reading fantasy books, playing video games, writing fanfics, and drawing fan art of all my favorite characters. I love all my hyper-fixations even when it ranges from learning how to sew to researching dinosaurs.

All of those things make me happy and so fulfilled.

But why does everyone think it's bad...

All my life, everything I love and did were wrong in the eyes of others and normal society. I tried to tell my mom about the harassment and bullying at school but she's never home and when she is home she is always too tired even to sit down and eat.

I don't want to stress her out or become more of a burden than I know, but it's getting to the point that I can't ignore it anymore.

So that was the I decided that I would grant everyone's wish and stop making the life of the only person who's ever loved me so hard.

I was going to disappear and reunite with my papa in heaven.

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The Next Day: Whitestone Cliffs, Connecticut