Isolated- Chapter one, part one
It is very hard to be the only person that is different from other people. I mean... people bully you and do whatever they can to make you think that you must be like them. How foolish. Just to be a little real here, only a FEW people will understand you despite the differences you have, and MOST of the people will not. Sigh... I had a pretty hard life back when I was five years old. You see, my dad was a drinker. He would drink non-stop every single night. He would be very abusive to my mom, and I would usually hide in my bedroom. Crying. I had no idea what I could've done. Yes, my mom is still alive till this day. And my dad you ask? He was in jail for around fifteen years. From then on, after he was released from jail, he was never to be seen again. I had no clue what happened to him after he was released. How did I know? The news of course. Just to be safe, my mom and I moved far away from Canada to America. I have been living in America for a long time after my mom and I moved since when I was five years old. We kept on moving from house to house for some reason, because my mom could not pay all the bills that were needed to be paid. Speaking of moving, it was really hard for me to adjust, because of how different everyone was, but I was able to cope with that feeling. I have many friends now that I have adjust. I felt accomplished that I was able to do all that. By the way, my name is Reuven Rothstein. I'm a fourteen year old girl with a light-brownish hair, dark-brownish eyes, and a light-brown skin. I mostly wear cartoon beanies like Steven Universe. Anyways, my mom is inviting me for an afternoon walk. Farewell now.
(By the way, this is an introductory chapter. Hope you enjoy it! :))
Chapter one , part two
A walk in the park always makes me feel happy. From the trees, to the butterflies, and everything that makes the walk feel special. Despite the hard life I had back then, I would always walk in this park to take my mind off things. Life for me is doing very great so far, yet I had to struggle with some things in today's world. Like bullying. Kids will make fun of me of my skin color and etc. It wasn't very easy to cope with, but my mom always told me not to mind them. It was hard by just not minding them. Kids will keep on doing the same thing over and over again. Speaking of which, my mom and I are heading home already. It was getting a little late. I have to go to school tomorrow. It's going to be my first day. I'm a little nervous, but I'm also excited to meet new friends. I hope that people will not judge me for who I am. We finally arrived home, and it was time for me to get dressed for bed. I packed all of my school supplies into my backpack, and put them off to where I can see them. I know it has only been a short while that I told you about my life, but it'll get better. This is only just the beginning of what is about to happen next. Well, goodnight for now.