I always knew there was something weird about me. Something that....I just couldn't quite lay my finger on. The way I felt connected with the forest, and how I could hear things others couldn't. Voices in the wind. Telling me "Keep looking. Keep looking". Keep looking for what? I would always whisper back, defeated by the silence i heard. People at school called me a freak, a loser, every name you could think of. Trust me, I have names for them too. I know Im a freak and a loser. But a freak and a loser that was part of something. Part of something bigger then any of them. I've almost pieced the puzzle together. I just have one last clue to get. When i get that clue, everything for me will change. Hopefully.
