by -Ginny Weasly » Wed Dec 04, 2013 12:20 am
Honnah walked down the hallway, dreading her first class. She moved to the side of the rows of lockers as a group of populars walked by. She opens her locker with little statues of fairies and white cloth covering the walls, she hoped for a better year.
I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most people wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on Facebook, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her and knows the importance of the little things. 98% of American teens would have a severe emotional breakdown if someone called them a freak. If you're a part of the 2% who would ask the person: "What was your first clue?” Then post this on your wall