Flowers From A Dandelion

This is a story is one of a girl. She isn't a hero. She isn't a villain. She's average but very different. She never felt the same as other people. Even growing up, being normal was hard. Feeling what all the other girls felt was hard. Whether it was attraction to another girl or a boy. She never felt either. But is there really anything wrong with that? It's normal to not be normal.