Am I a freak?
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Am I a Freak? Its the question I ask myself everyday, Am I A Freak? well now its time to find out the truth, the whole truth!
My name is Alma, I went to a reform school for one and a half years but now I'm back baby! but I'll miss my old school, don't get me wrong I HATE IT with a HEATED passion but I'm leaving behind my friends and my girlfriend, which sucks!
Alma is part of a huge community of supernatural people, so she isn't human and thats not normal and she is also bi and some people tell her THATS not normal! What will she do? Stay as she as always been, flirting with anything with legs just for the fun of it or will she change to fit in better? What is she really?
Is she a freak?
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