As Agatha Christie once said, "One of the luckiest things that can happen to you in life is, I think, to have a happy childhood," and in accordance to this particular quote, I'm one of the unlucky ones. I think a normal childhood isn't what is portrayed as a normal childhood in the world's eyes; the childhood you had is a normal childhood, because it's yours. One's individual childhood is a normal childhood, otherwise stated that there is no such thing as a normal childhood.
I've been thrown back and forth like a rag doll my fair share of times. Most people would say things like this shape someone into a better person. I'm the exception. I guess I'm not exactly the cookie-baking, church-going teenager who gets along with everyone, who solves problems with another person with words as opposed to actions. But everyone is different. We all have a unique personality in some way, even if we are much like one another.
Don't get me wrong. I'd love to have had the idea of a normal childhood. I'd love to be a bubbly person. But I can't change myself into that, I've been molded into a particular person by other people, none of my personal influence. I do have to admit, however, that I do close people off. I understand I don't get along with anyone because of this. I don't want to drag anyone into this nightmare with me.
And no one can change me.
Except for one person.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.