Volturi Princess

One

12/19/15

Today marks the first week mom and I have moved away from home. It was time to start new. Maybe this time we can keep me a secret. I'll start a new school, make new friends, and hide my power from everyone. That's why we had to leave in the first place. Everyone was scared of me. I'm harmless though. I'm 11 years old but I look like an ordinary 11 year old. Average weight, long brown hair. I have light skin. I can't get tan if my life depended on it, I only burn. See just a normal 11 year old, you'd never see me as a freak of nature.

Whenever someone found out that I can move things with my mind we had to move again. Soon the whole town will know and we will have to move once again. It's getting easier to control it, so maybe we can stay here longer. But it always goes the same, I get discovered, everyone bullies me, one day I will get found by the government. I don't want to think about it. Needles, experiments. So it's better to move than be experimented on. I think anyone will agree to that. The sad part is you learn who your real friends are. You become friends, and you think they are close friends too but when they learn that you are a freak of nature... I call myself gifted, not a freak of nature. When they learn the real you they don't want to be with you anymore. It's really sad. Is this really how the world is? 

Most people think I'm older than 11 because of the way I act. I like to self educate because whenever I go to school I just want to learn more. I love learning. I know, you don't hear that every day.

I have nearly lived in every state in the US, at least 30 of them. Mom decided to go out of the country for while to see if the rumors die down. Who knows how fast rumors travels. One day a friend discovers it the next the whole school knows.

Mom would home school me, but she needs to work so she could keep up with all the moving we do. She has to get ready for the next move. We probably need over 100K to move so I need to be able to stay hidden well. Mom and I are gonna go shopping.

We only could bring one suitcase each, so we are a bit unclothed. We already have a house here. Grandma Edythe used to live here but she passed away and gave it to us. Its all payed off so we don't have to pay or it, which helps a lot.

We only have enough clothes for tenish days. Luckily grandma left us some money. She is one of the more supportive family members. Others are too scared to let us stay. It was a shame grandma had to go up stairs, but she will always  be looking down on us and hoping for the best.

Mom and I are going to the mall and we will buy clothes and school supplies. I start school in a week. Mom and I are registering me next week. We need some time to settle in and stuff like that. We are leaving in a few minutes so I must stop on that note. I'm excited and nervous to start 6th grade. I think its in the middle of the semester so that will be a bit awkward, but hopefully it'll be a nice and easy transition.

Sigh... I better get ready. I hate being an outcast. We moved so far away. We moved from Saint Helen, Oregon to Volterra, Italy. Hopefully Ill make friends at school :( I gotta go.

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I closed my black art book, which I turned into a diary, It was a nice book. I was just like a real book, but with blank pages. I need to get a new one I only have 20 pages left.

I got up from my bed and walked over to my window. My room was on the second floor and mom's on the first. It was nice out. Blue skies, no clouds, bright sun. It was warm out too. A good temp. Just right. Honestly, this is a perfect day for a fresh start.

I was still in my pajamas, it was around noonthirty... or twelve thirty, I just like the word noonthirty better. I'm not gonna take a shower because I took one last night. I went to my dresser, still nothing new in there. I put on a pair of jean shorts and a tank-top with a picture of Taylor Swift on it. She is my idol. She has always been my idol and will always be it. She makes me smile when I have nothing to be happy about. She is the one who has helped me through all my issues. The one song that gets me is mean. It describes my life you could say. I don't know why it has such a effect on me, but it just does. Taylor does that to me.

Mom took me to her 1989 World Tour in Seattle in August. It was by far the best day in my entire life. It was just magical. That was the one night no one cared what happened. No one cared at all, we danced, we screamed, we cried, and no one cared about what everyone else was doing for once, because we were having fun and just for that short amount of time everyone loved each other and didn't care what the person next to them was doing. Everyone was smiling and having fun. It was the best day of my entire life.

The thought of the concert put the biggest smile on my face. I wish I could go back to the moment and do it all over again.

I was nearly ready by now.

"Izz! Come on lets go!" She called me down.

"One moment mom! Have you seen my shoes?!" I yelled at her.

"There down here!!"

I ran down the stairs and mom had my shoes right in front of her.

"Thanks mom," I smiled and hugged her. I grabbed my shoes and sat down on the steps of the staircase and put my flats on.

"Where is the mall?"

"In the city... I have the directions on my GPS. Lets go love," she said and I walked to her. She put her arm around me and we walked out in the garage and got into grans old car.