Mistaken

Prologue

People are weird sometimes, you know? People say I'm different, I'm odd. Ive always pondered why people thought that. But why me? I've been thinking about that too. I think of everything. But for me, thinking relives my stress. I've been that "lone wolf." They think I need more self-esteem, but I actually agree with them. Nobody cares about me. They think I'm just thin air. I'm just a girl who has nothing big in her life. I feel like the odd one out. Everyone is different from me.
  My eyes shown bright like emerald, like my Momma would say. She always knew I have been living in a world full of nothing. It pains a mother to see her daughter drowning in her own thoughts and tears. To see her long, jet black hair fly in wind as her hooded eyes stared off into the distance, glossy with tears. Momma knew she could change that. She did. Something phenomenal came into my life. Someone who became best friend, my best pal, my sidekick, my crazy buddy, my weirdo, my everything. It filled the hole in my life completely. Like light bulbs filled my life and never came off. That's when my life turned around, directing me to a road full of everything. A place where I can smile again, be full again. Be the person I really am inside. I can just stare into the untroubled surroundings. My small, rosy lips, turning into a huge smile as the breeze flew through my hair as my hands thrust up and just be happy, with the thing, that had turned it around...