Liam Drake, I wrote in a form my parents
asked me to fill for my new school. Liam wasn't a bad name, my
real mother named me it; what makes me like it even more. When I
was a kid, my parents left me to another family, I don't know the
reason. People think I'm a freak because they think I act very
weird; but what people don't know is the only reason I act like
that is because
I'm different, I'm not just another human that lives life normally without any interesting events. I started off as a normal kid going to school, making friends and all, but, since I started to notice something in me everything has changed. I've become very strange and mysterious, people
think I'm a freak for not speaking to anyone, but, I'm not. I wouldn't like people to know that I'm different, but, being different has also some advantages. If anyone knows what I am, they'd think it's amazing to be me, but, it's not, I've faced many difficulties in life. I don't know but somehow I feel that being different is the reason that my parents left me.
My family moves from town to town a lot! It's my father's work, his work involves moving a lot. Each time we move its difficult, because, I have to make new friends, which is very hard being a mysterious person. I hate having to move a lot, I hate having to make new friends, but, there's nothing I can possibly do. This time I was going to Mountain View, Wyoming. I don't know much about that town, but, it should do just fine. We were moving tomorrow, I couldn't wait more, because of what my parents told me, Mountain View happens to be a very cool town, but, I should see that myself, tomorrow.
I started packing, and jumped from stuff to stuff, then, I saw this picture I took with my friends here, and remembered the good days, but that was the past, I have to start all over again. I went through a few pictures, then I burnt them. I continued packing.
After I was done packing, I went down to the kitchen, I saw mom and dad.
"Hey.", I greeted.
"Good after noon.", mom greeted.
"After noon.", dad greeted too.
"So, are you ready for tomorrow?", asked dad.
"Yeah, I should do fine, it's not my first time." I replied.
"Good.", dad said.
"So, where's Jillian?", I asked.
"She's upstairs reading.", mom replied.
"Weird, that's not like her.", I commented.
"I know, I'm surprised too.", mom said.
"I'm going to go upstairs and rest a little.", I said.
"Okay, my dear.", mom said.
I walked out of the kitchen, and went upstairs to my room. I laid on my bed for a while, grabbed a Shakespeare play, and started reading, I'm into Shakespeare and this kind of stuff much, makes people think I am more mysterious, but, they were just fun. My mom says it isn't really because I'm different, its because I'm not willing to make new friends, but I just didn't believe that.
I was done reading, I went downstairs, and saw mom, dad and Jillian, sitting and having dinner.
"Why are you late?", mom asked.
"Nothing, just took sometime.", I replied.
"Well, join in.", mom ordered.
"Yeah, sure.", I said.
I sat along, and started eating, the table was silent. I broke the silence by asking,
"Jillian, what were you reading? I mean it's not like you.",
"Just a magazine.", she replied.
"Playboy?" I asked, joking.
"So, who's up for dessert?", asked mom.
"I think I'll just head to bed.", I replied.
"I'm staying up, I'll have some. What's there anyway?", Jillian replied and asked.
"Just Ice-Cream.", mom replied. "Okay.", Jillian said.
I went upstairs laid down on my bed covered myself and went to sleep.