Luna's Diary

Luna's Diary

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Ever since I was a kid, I knew I was different. Other children didn't like hanging out with me. I was silently bullied, and even the teachers seemed to hate me. And honestly? I was ugly. I really was... different. The way I talked, the way I walked-people even said my walk was horrifying (don't ask). The way I did things, the things I found interesting... they all set me apart. Then I entered high school. Suddenly, I became popular. I was beautiful, with a figure people envied. I had tons of friends-three-quarters of whom I still don't know by name. I had the perfect best friend. Teachers adored me. I was even the school's valedictorian. Sure, people still called me weird, but I ruled. Until everything came crashing down... all in one day. --- The day I didn't talk to my best friend. Just one day. Only, I didn't know we wouldn't speak again for days, then months... then years.
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I've always felt that I was different. When I realised I liked men, I thought oh' this is why. But no I still felt different. I love music and have learnt to play the guitar and play the piano. When I was younger, I had two best friends they were twins and lived just down the road to me. They moved away when I was 10 saying "they'd be back" that was nearly 8 years ago and I'm still waiting. People think I'm weak and I get beaten up on a regular bases. I'm not weak though, I just don't care if they hit me or not. They mean nothing to me, but if they are bullying me they are leaving others alone. I heal quickly anyway. The one thing that gets me is the feeling of being different. Just why do I feel different from every other loser in this school? What happens when Kyle realises, why he feels different? When the twins come back into his life is he ready to embrace that difference? How will his bullies react when he finally fights back?

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