Clear Mind

Who Am I?

Hello there! I am Heather Tilling, age 16. I live in New York but grew up in Scotland until I was 9 (I had to move because my mum found work in New York). I love my mum and my little brother, Harrison, but everyone calls him Harry. He is 13 years old. He has brown crulls and his skin is tanned, but not tanned enough to be a latino. I have a golden retriever named Nina and a little mouse named Emma. I love my family more than anything. My dad died when I was 1. My mum found 2 years after another man who she thought was a good dad but once she said that she was pregnant with my brother, he ran off, maybe because I said weird things (almost everybody I know thinks I'm psycho, except my mum, Harry and Robin). Anyways, what I like: animals, food (who doesn't) and lacrosse, not that I play it, I just like watching other people play. Oh! And I also like gaming. I go to school and have one friend, named Robin. I love her.

Now some secrets about me.
First, a not-so-secret secret. I have a high bloodpressure and I faint quickly, they say that it runs in the family but my mum nor Harry doesn't have it. Probably some of the few things my dad gave me.
Second, a very-very-secret secret. I am not a normal human being. I know that because I can do things that no one else can. I can read the minds of my pets and even communicate with them. I found out at the moment I could properly talk. Because I was still a kid, I thought it was normal. But when I told my mum that my cat (I had a cat back then, his name was Torch because he once almost set himself on fire on New Year when we just got him) was bullying me, he said that I cry too much, my mum said that animals can't talk. That's when I realised I wasn't normal. So I decided to not tell anyone about this, not even my best friend...

I've always asked myself this: Am I the only one?
Perhaps, perhaps not. I still don't know... I hope not, but I wouldn't want anyone to have this power. Why? Because it sucks. Believe me, it does. You find out things you REALLY don't want to know. Like, I could hear my neighbour from back in Scotland think about killing my cat, Torch, because she sometimes escapes.

I was happy when we moved away to New York. And because I didn't have any friends back there. I am so happy that I have Robin now. I got directly bullied when I arrived and she was the only one who protected me, she still does. We have a little place where the bullies can't reach us, on the end of a hallway, where the bathroom is, is a small room, with a sign "out of order". No one ever comes here, so it's the perfect place for a hideout.

I don't deserve Robin, she is SO perfect. She has long firered hair, brown eyes, is a little pale and has freckles all over her face. Every single boy you would met, is in love with her. I totally understand them, but that's no reason to stalk her. The number of times she has to go to the police for a stalker problem, is countless. She also has a younger brother, named Andy. He has black hair and grey eyes, he's 15. They don't look like each other, because their parents are totally different. I don't know what my father looks like, but I do look a bit after my mum. She has blue eyes and curly middle brown hair. I have black, straight, long hair and her blue eyes.

My hobbies,
I like to sing, not to dance, though.
I just love music and so does Robin.