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Phoenix
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Fantasy
Some people might say I'm just you're average guy, but I'd say otherwise. Those people may not notice the unnaturally flame-like colour in my hair, nor the way my eyes dance like embers when I'm angry. This part of me is entirely unique, and nobody I know have the same 'qualities', or anything close. I hope I'm not alone in thinking that I don't belong, although it certainly seems that way.
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Different- 1) Not the same as another, or each other; Unlike in nature, form or quality. I thought being different was a good thing. You know, the whole 'Im not conforming to you' deal. I thought I was unique, my own person. Apparently not everyone thinks being different is a good thing. They're afraid of my difference. Maybe it's my long white hair? Or my glowing silver eyes? Or it could just be because.... I'm not fully human. I tried to keep it a secret. Really I did. I knew the consequence of something like this getting out. So my secret stayed a secret. All until the day the little girl walked out in front of the truck.

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