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Hey hey peeps:) As you can see, I am now writing two stories at once. This and "Fighting for the will to accept" . Actually I wanted to start writing this after I finish the other book, but God knows when I will finish that book. And I had sorta inspiration to write this so TADA!~

Yea:) And my cousin who loves supernatural and paranormal stories wanted me to write one... SO TADA!~ Ahaha:)) As most of you know, I am having my MAJOR FINAL YEAR EXAMS, so I am juggling between, writing, studying, getting enough rest and making sure I don't die of stress from  studying... so yea:)

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P.s please forgive me for my horrible spelling and grammarXD 

Crazydudette 

---11 years ago---

"FREAK!~ MAJOR FREAK!~" 

"WEIRDO!~"

"You can't join us you are weird."

The blond little girl pushed me down onto the grass patch.

They surrounded me in a circle, coming closer and closer to me, taunting me.

My tiny hands sqeezed tightly into a fist as I bent my head to use my hair to cover my face. I was scared, and ashamed. More ashamed than scared I believe.

I hugged my knees to my chest and buried my face into my knees. Ashamed. I was a freak at school. Just because my eyes were red amber, I mean BRIGHT red amber. And because I was well... better than the rest at school. At studies. I was like a teacher's pet. I could understand and absorb information pretty quickly as compared to the others. And I was always the one who was eager to answer all the teacher's questions.

Why?! Why must they hate on me so much?

I was huddled there, on the grass, in the playground. They had pushed me down just because they didn't like me. Just because I was a freak. My mother says I should be proud of myself, of my eyes. And that I was destined to do great things in the future. But if so, why are they being so mean to me?

Then, anger slowly inched into me. And all the mixed feelings of shame, fear, and anger was growing as they all slowly came closer to me, laughing and making fun of me. 

"I want it to stop. Please stop."I muttered to myself. My fists clamped tighter together. 

 Suddenly, before I knew it, a ring of fire flew to life, from the ground surrounding me. Building a barrior between me and the other kids from my kindergarten. 

Suprisingly, instead of feeling immense heat from the fire, and feeling afraid of the fire around me, I felt safe. 

The children who were taunting me just minutes ago, screamed and squealed. Some even bawled in fear as they ran helter-skelter round the playground. 

I looked at the fire surrounding me. The flames were getting weaker by the minute as the fear and anger I had before slowly changed into curiousity. 

" Ena!~ Ena!~" My form teacher's voice jolted me from the daze and thoughts I was in just a moment ago. By now, the fire had already died down. 

My teacher ran towards me and hugged me so tightly, and carried me into the school building, while sobbing.

"I was so worried Ena!~ The fire was surrounding you!~ I saw everything from inside. It was horrible!~"