H.I.C.C.
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Have you ever been different? Ever been the outsider? I have. And I am. It's something I was born with. Something I can't do anything about. And my surroundings made me realise this in a very painful way. Is there salvation? Can I belong somewhere? All these questions are going through my head. And I don't know how to answer them.
Jen was born with an eye disease known as Heterochromia. It can be dangerous, but in her case it isn't. But this disease made her look different. And you know how society is. Different is weird, and weird is bad. And usually the bad has to be left out, dealt with or beaten. But is that how it should be? Is that really what being different means? For Jen, it means mainly one thing: Pain.
Join Jen on her Journey to self-discovery, see her overcome obstacles while having new ones thrown in her path. And be there when she realises that hope dies last, and it usually prospers when you least expect it.
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