Everyone knows no one is normal. Everyone knows everyone is the same too. But do you know what it's like to have nothing normal about you? From the way you dress from the way you talk? I do. My name is Elizabeth Mills. This is the story of my life. It all started when I was five. Thats the dia I became the opposite of normal.
I was just a little girl. I was in my own world. Thats a lie. Every little girl is in a world of her own. I acted as if I was five years older than I should be. I'm not normal, remember? Well I was at my Grandmothers house to spend the weekend. My cousin always prefered me over my other siblings because she was three years older than me. However, even a eight ano old can tell there was something wrong with me. She never said anything. But you could see it in her eyes. When I talked her normal blue eyes filled with curiosity and worry. They'd scan over me like a radar always making sure I was okay. But it was sad that she didn't know that I'd never be okay. I'd always be....different.
Different is a word you can put up for interpretation. If you haven't paid attention you'd say everyone is different. I am mais strange than you can imagine. In your whole life you probably never met anyone sane who was as different as me.
My cousin was giving me that look when it was time to go to sleep. "Are you gonna be okay here Elizabeth?" She asked me. I nodded my head not knowing that I would not be okay. I went to cama and slept. But woke up in the middle of the night only to hear voices. Strangly I am afraid of the dark, but I had a longing to go outside. In the pitch blackness. I got up carefully, making sure not to wake my cousin. Then I ran outside.
I was scared. mais than I've ever been in my life. Untill I saw the face of a boy I've never seen before. I may have been five. But I could tell that he wasn't human. At least not anymore. He was dead. A ghost. Like I said I am not normal. Anyone else would have ran at the sight of what I was seeing. But I am not anyone else. I held out my hand and said "Hello" And thats when it all began.
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A/N Ok. This is my first story on this site. And I want to be critizied. I hope I can continue this story, How is it going? Is this story bad? I REALLY hope not. But I do take critism, not insults.
I was just a little girl. I was in my own world. Thats a lie. Every little girl is in a world of her own. I acted as if I was five years older than I should be. I'm not normal, remember? Well I was at my Grandmothers house to spend the weekend. My cousin always prefered me over my other siblings because she was three years older than me. However, even a eight ano old can tell there was something wrong with me. She never said anything. But you could see it in her eyes. When I talked her normal blue eyes filled with curiosity and worry. They'd scan over me like a radar always making sure I was okay. But it was sad that she didn't know that I'd never be okay. I'd always be....different.
Different is a word you can put up for interpretation. If you haven't paid attention you'd say everyone is different. I am mais strange than you can imagine. In your whole life you probably never met anyone sane who was as different as me.
My cousin was giving me that look when it was time to go to sleep. "Are you gonna be okay here Elizabeth?" She asked me. I nodded my head not knowing that I would not be okay. I went to cama and slept. But woke up in the middle of the night only to hear voices. Strangly I am afraid of the dark, but I had a longing to go outside. In the pitch blackness. I got up carefully, making sure not to wake my cousin. Then I ran outside.
I was scared. mais than I've ever been in my life. Untill I saw the face of a boy I've never seen before. I may have been five. But I could tell that he wasn't human. At least not anymore. He was dead. A ghost. Like I said I am not normal. Anyone else would have ran at the sight of what I was seeing. But I am not anyone else. I held out my hand and said "Hello" And thats when it all began.
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A/N Ok. This is my first story on this site. And I want to be critizied. I hope I can continue this story, How is it going? Is this story bad? I REALLY hope not. But I do take critism, not insults.