My name is Molly Jade Smith and I always knew I was different. When I was little, strangers, just people walking down the street, would stare at me like I'd spilt drink down my top. As I grew, I tried to ignore them but other things were happening, that I couldn't ignore. Not even in my dreams.
I would see things. Just for a moment, but that was long enough to scare me stiff. Bright lights like something you would see on 'Primeval' and sometimes, even people. Its sounds stupid, I know, but I could swear I knew those people were from books and films and TV shows. Fictional characters that I knew could not be real. But they were there!
At the age of thirteen I could no longer bear the unimaginable things that were happening. I was getting to the point of madness. Therefore I started doing things to take my mind off the things I saw. I sneaked out of my house, a lot. Started drugs, Cigarettes. You name it, I tried it. But none of it worked. People at school would avoid me; call me "Freak" and other hurtful names. I was violent and vicious and quite simply a madwomen.
It was at the age of seventeen that it all made sense. Amazing, Unbelievable, Incredible sense. This is my Story...
