Normal... I would love to use that word to describe myself, but I can't. My name is Tess Kingly and everyone thinks I killed my mother. I was found with her blood on my hands and leaning over her body, but I was so young. Now I'm back and the people are so mean. How could they deal with being around me? They couldn't. I was bullied and now I have a new job. I hope something better comes from my life. I'm ready to leave.