Walking through the halls, I think to myself what if I went to a normal school? Where there were normal stereotypes? Would I survive? Then I think again and think If I were normal I wouldn't have a reason to be here.
My name is Athena. Athena Parker. Sometimes I wonder if I wasn't given the name Athena then I could be normal, I mean none of my other family members are like me. Maybe if my parents could have been a little more generous on my name then my life would be different. But then my parents would have to know the difference.
My parents have no idea why my life is different. Or unique as some may say but how could they when I don't speak to them much, well I may have but I don't have that habit like other teens because my parents were never there so I just did everything on my own.
Well if I'm going to live my life with this difference that no one else has I figured I many as well get used to it and shut up about it, if you can't fix it then there is no reason to complain about it. So I just gave up the idea on talking to my parents about my unique feature.
But someone once told me to not wish for the unknown but sometimes the unknown is the most needed in our life's.
Sorry it's so short!! I'm a beginner writer😭😭
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To be Unique
RandomLet me say this I have never written a book before, I have mostly just dobe stories in english class. But I felt the need to write this, even when I have no set plan for the characters or the plot so any ideas are welcome
