My name's Klare. One look at me and you'd probably think I wasn't really any different from anyone else, but of course, that's not true. Sure, I go to school like any other sixteen year old, I have siblings, and I have friends - but all that's changing. Why? Because I have to move. Why? Because my sister's friend started to fall in love with her.
It's been this way my whole life: start at a new school, make friends, someone gets sick, my family moves. I guess it's just in our blood - engraved in our DNA. No one in my family can be loved romantically by anyone, or else we'll get sick and die, simple as that. And honestly I've never been sure why. All I know is that I'm moving again, and I know it's not for the last time.
"They say:Be true to yourself and nothing will go wrong, but sometimes I wonder, how can you be true to yourself when you don't even know who you are anymore"