As a child, Lorena knew she wasn't like most children. Instead of wanting to play, and make friends, Lorena was the exact opposite. She was quite, and kept to herself. It was rare to ever see her smile. And even when you did see her smile, her eyes still held sadness.
Lorena's parents were obviously worried. They feared they're little girl will grow up to be sad and alone. They did everything they could to help the poor girl...when Lorena didn't need help at all.Lorena was a happy child. She liked to draw, and listen to audio stories about, Fantasy, and mystery, her crazy little mind was filled with stories of magic filled fantasies, with fairies and pixies, Lions and wolves. She was a unique little one.
She was fine with being by herself, it didn't bother her. Because when she was around other children they would point and laugh at her, for her unique appearance, with her big bold brown eyes, dark long black hair, diamond shaped face, and freckled cheeks. Really, she looked beautiful. But her personality didn't fit her flawless features. They would make fun of Lorena because she had no friends. They would tease her for being quiet, smart, and shy. Lorena begin to hate other children. She found herself looking at herself differently at a very young age. She wondered what was wrong with her, what did she do to make the other kids hate her so much.
"I don't see anything wrong with me, to me I look like any other girl." Lorena decided, to forget trying to make any friends. If the other children were just going to tease her, why would she waste any time dealing with it?
As Lorena grew and turned 12 years old, to 15 years old, she could care less about the people around her. All they ever did was call her crazy, and tell her that she needed help.
"There's not a damn thing wrong with my fucking mind." Lorena thought to herself. "Fuck all these hoes." Lorena angrily said as she started to ball up her fist. "I don't need any of them."Lorena took a deep breath, with a year forming in her right eye. She quickly wiped it away a started to walk down the hall of the library she was at. She held her books close to her chest and held her head down. Deep down Lorena knew...that no matter what she did...she would never fit in. She'll always be the "different" one.
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Little Alien
Teen FictionSometimes we all feel like an Alien. During those moments, it's almost as if we could never fit in. We feel alone and helpless. We could go insane. But what's wrong with a little crazy?