Injected Murder

I'm different. I always have been. My mom and dad used to tell me that it okay to be different and that it wasn't my fault. I never knew why I was different in tell my parents died and I saw an envelope addressed to me. I was young at the time about five and I didn't understand what it meant until now being sixteen I still have it and read it from time to time. By now I have memorized the words that my dead parents wrote to me before they were taken from this earth. The letter says:

Dear daughter (Bella),

If you are reading that means we have passed away. Please don't worry too much we are in a good place. But soon you will notice you are not the same as everyone and that's okay. It's not your fault remember that. It all happened the day you were born, our happiest day but also devastating. The happiest because you were finally born and you were are first child. But devastating because that day you were supposed to get a port in your brain but the doctors forgot to inject you with one because they were so busy. They told us that you would be developing slowly because you didn't have a port and that they couldn't put one in now because your body would reject it. This may of happened but we love you the same and it was the best moment to have you born. Never stop being you.

Love you forever and always,

Your parents

The first time I read this I was in tears and now my eyes still become misty. They didn't lie I'm developing slowly. Well everyone is injecting themselves to gain knowledge I'm on the computer trying to learn as much as I can. Because it's not needed they don't have a school. People say they understand and I know they try but they just can't they wont understand because it hasn't happened to them and its not like a needle can help them figure me out.