The beginning

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I'm a person who prides myself on my ability to hide. Its really simple all I have to do is imagine myself melting into the background and no one can see me. I didn't always have this "gift". It all started when I hit puberty. I just woke up on my 13th birthday and looked in the mirror. All it took was one look in the mirror and I let out a high pitch scream. I had waist long platinum white hair instead of my shoulder length chocolate brown hair. My scream alerted my mom that something was wrong. I heard her footsteps coming into my room, but instead of freaking out like I was she calmly told me to get dressed. And went back downstairs to make a phone call that she purposely didn't let me hear. After getting dressed, I started to calm down. And tried to figure out a rational reason my hair could turn white in a single night without me noticing. I found peace with my hair situation, but not how my mom didn't freak out about it. She wouldn't even let me dye my hair. So why was she so calm. I shoved those conspiracy thoughts from my mind and went downstairs to join my mom for breakfast. She wasn't at the table, but by the door. "where are you going mom" I asked. She calmly said "we are going to check out a new school, since you don't like the one your in".  What she said was true I didn't fit into my current school, but she always told me to suck it up. Another thing that I noticed is that her smile is forced, why does she want me to change schools. Instead of getting an answer she practical shoved me out the door. As I was getting into the car a male voice popped into my head "Danger is near" I looked around and didn't see anyone and shook my head to clear it. " its probably because i'm hungry" I told myself. Little did I know that if I listened to the voice. I probably wouldn't be in as much of a predicament as i'm am now.

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