not normal enough

the beginning

The first time I realized I was not normal was in kindergarten on my second day I asked my mom if she could do my hair on two braided buns for those who don't know what that is it's basically two braids turned into to buns anyways my mom did my hair like I asked and then she took me to school which was in San Diego California and I walked into the class and every one stared like as if there was a monster behind me but I mean I didn't understand because I was only like five so through out the day people just laughed at me and I didn't understand until someone called me a giraffe and then everyone laughed and I couldn't believe someone would call me that later that day my mom picked me up from school and took me home and I told her I didn't want to go back to that school because people made fun of me next thing I know my older sisters came through the door talking about how fun their day was and I could not believe why everyone's day  was so good I thought the world hated me.