With our wonderful superpowers, we must learn to control them. Darlings, we were the chosen ones. We were given this special opportunity to see the world in a different light.
I was singled out from everyone else, and teased.
No, it wasn't exactly bullying. This girl in fourth grade, McKenna was her name. She used to tease me because I was so...weird.
And all the 21 other students in Mrs. J' s class followed her.
I wasn't exactly sure what it was that made her dislike me so much. Was it something that I had said? Regardless, I was just so.. weird.
Sixth grade. I wasn't bullied or teased, but somehow, I was still crazy. Half of it was the fact that I'm an extroverted mess...but the other half...I was clueless! I watched as everyone made their friends, and grouped up. I was still cast aside. BUT WHY?! I was always such a smiling, carefree, happy, free-spirited person.
Ninth grade year. I had a large network of friends, but a lot of times, I felt fairly stupid around them. I was the comic relief among my friends, I was the joke to laugh at when I screwed up.
That's when I realized, my weirdness was my superpower. I had a certain magic that not many people had. Once I learned of my "magic" more and more people wanted to befriend me. I was a genuine fun person. Sure, a little weirdness scared some people off, but I didn't care. There were lots of people out there who loved my enthusiasm, or, my magic. Not everyone did though, and that's when I had to seriously reevaluate my personality.
After getting into a fight with this one particular guy I liked on the last day of freshman year, he called me weird.
For some reason, it hit me hard.
It only hit me hard because we led such different lives. I had been nothing but nice to him...and at some points, a little too nice. So him calling me weird was as hurtful as calling me a loser.
There are people out there who didn't care for my unique personality, and I had once again, been called out on it.
I seriously thought I should change. That I was too different for society to handle. Then I realized,there were people out there who loved my spark of magic. They didn't want me to change in any way.
The truth was, all throughout elementary and middle school, I was always the same, weird, extroverted, enthusiastic, immature little girl. Nothing there changed, as I still am who I was fifteen years ago...even as a small tot I was tough to handle. The only difference was that I surrounded myself with people who loved me for me. I can certainly say, they probably now view the world a bit differently than they did before. That's what happens when you get to know me. A part of me will rub off on you.
By the end of this book, you will have a piece of me. I guarantee it. You will see the world through my eyes, for once.
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I am Different...and that is okay.
AcakIn this book, you will read about all this time I've spent as a teenager, going through the ups and downs with friendships, goals, and personality. It is something like a diary to me, as I reveal my deepest thoughts. However, I also question a lot o...
