answered weakly.
Obviously, there was, because my mom was hesitant to answer me. I could read between the
lines; I wasn't one of those average, ordinary idiots that my high school was a breeding ground for. I took advanced level courses that not a lot of the students took. Usually, there were less than ten people in my classes. On top of that, my GPA was greater than a 4.0. Unlike some people, I never shoved it in peoples' faces, or flaunted it to the extent that people looked at me like I was some freak from another planet. Well, I was actually beginning to believe I was from some distant galaxy thanks to these so called "delusional" dreams I was having. It was out of this world! I didn't really know what to think! Sure, I believed in life on other planets, but I had never thought of the possibilities these dreams could bring. My mother's going to believe the news; believe all of the propaganda they feed the public that I'm sick; mentally ill even, but I know I'm not! I know that there could be some truth to these dreams! I was considered an oddity among the ordinary town's people that inhabited our area. No one wanted to be around me and now I know why! Sure, I have one, or two friends, but they were like me. We had mostly the same classes together, and we sort of just united for the sake of protecting ourselves since the common people were a bunch of closed-minded buffoons who didn't know their left from their right.
Then she answered, "No, sweetie. I'm just worried is all," but she sounded like she was trying to convince, or assure herself otherwise, "They were just saying these horrible things about this "super-virus" on the news. I just wanted to make sure you were feeling okay."
Unlike many of the people in our town, I looked very different from the rest of them. Down my back to the bottom of my hips, red, curly hair spread out from the roots of my hair to the very ends of my spiral curls. My skin was very fair, soft like the porcelain face of a doll, and unmarked by blemishes, but covered by the existence of freckles spreading all over my body like a fire in the dry brush of a forest from my head to the tips of my toes. My face was heart-shaped with high cheek bones that were visible to the naked eye. Unlike the rest of my features, my eyes were what stood out most. They were green, but then they were blue all at the same time with a hint of silver mixed in. They were light, mint green like a field of flowers just blooming in spring weather, but like the sea green of ocean waves as well that shined with such silver luminescence. The shape of them were so foreign compared to the thriving populace of my town. They were so different, so unique shaped like almonds, but
Obviously, there was, because my mom was hesitant to answer me. I could read between the
lines; I wasn't one of those average, ordinary idiots that my high school was a breeding ground for. I took advanced level courses that not a lot of the students took. Usually, there were less than ten people in my classes. On top of that, my GPA was greater than a 4.0. Unlike some people, I never shoved it in peoples' faces, or flaunted it to the extent that people looked at me like I was some freak from another planet. Well, I was actually beginning to believe I was from some distant galaxy thanks to these so called "delusional" dreams I was having. It was out of this world! I didn't really know what to think! Sure, I believed in life on other planets, but I had never thought of the possibilities these dreams could bring. My mother's going to believe the news; believe all of the propaganda they feed the public that I'm sick; mentally ill even, but I know I'm not! I know that there could be some truth to these dreams! I was considered an oddity among the ordinary town's people that inhabited our area. No one wanted to be around me and now I know why! Sure, I have one, or two friends, but they were like me. We had mostly the same classes together, and we sort of just united for the sake of protecting ourselves since the common people were a bunch of closed-minded buffoons who didn't know their left from their right.
Then she answered, "No, sweetie. I'm just worried is all," but she sounded like she was trying to convince, or assure herself otherwise, "They were just saying these horrible things about this "super-virus" on the news. I just wanted to make sure you were feeling okay."
Unlike many of the people in our town, I looked very different from the rest of them. Down my back to the bottom of my hips, red, curly hair spread out from the roots of my hair to the very ends of my spiral curls. My skin was very fair, soft like the porcelain face of a doll, and unmarked by blemishes, but covered by the existence of freckles spreading all over my body like a fire in the dry brush of a forest from my head to the tips of my toes. My face was heart-shaped with high cheek bones that were visible to the naked eye. Unlike the rest of my features, my eyes were what stood out most. They were green, but then they were blue all at the same time with a hint of silver mixed in. They were light, mint green like a field of flowers just blooming in spring weather, but like the sea green of ocean waves as well that shined with such silver luminescence. The shape of them were so foreign compared to the thriving populace of my town. They were so different, so unique shaped like almonds, but
