Prologue: Make Believe Life

I have never been 'normal', I could always do things that others never could. Make people see things that weren't there. Like my parents, they had died when I was only 7 and yet for the next 10 years I made people believe I still had them. Whatever I wanted people to see or think they saw or thought. I was a freak, inside and out. With my eerie shimmering emerald eyes and my pastel pink hair I was labelled weird as soon as I was born into this cruel dark world. My entire being was different to everyone and everything. I couldn't be hurt, I never got sick, and I could make people see anything I wanted, how can that be normal? How can that be right?

But as I grew up I stopped thinking of myself as weird, but as special. I was God's child, with powers beyond anyone's wildest dreams. My abilities, my invincibility; I was made for greater things than living in a trailer park and going to a rundown public school. I have not and probably never will feel like I belong anywhere.

My life… my 'beginning' began when I was 18 years old, leaving behind my old life, if you could even call it that, and began wandering, looking for something, anything that would make me feel even the little like I was home.

I didn't think I would ever find it, I could feel deep in my bones that no matter what I would see or come across I would always be different. Unique. Special. Whatever you want to call it. But still I left, knowing that the life I left behind… anything would be better than that.


Well I am pretty sure a certain Masquerade Marionette is going to kill me for starting another story, but I had this idea and well, sue me, but I just had to start typing… and when I started I couldn't stop… :S It's a curse I tell ya!! ;) Anyway, I know its short, but tell me what y'all think.