CHAPTER - 1

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I've always been different my whole life, not in the way you think. I mean in my physical appearance, I don't know how or why. My parents didn't have any of my features nor did my earlier generations. We went to multiple doctors when I was younger, but none could explain why I looked like this. It made me feel special that no other kids looked like me, but it also made me feel like the odd one out. 

An outcast.

Kids in my school used to call me names like: Nerd, outcast, fool, ugly, a disgrace, all sorts of ugly and mean names. I got used to it and eventually they left me alone, but some people still glance at me every once and a while.

When my little brother Charlie was born he didn't look the way I did. Sometimes I wish I was a normal kid, but I wasn't. I was always going to be different. When Charlie turned eight he told me how he loved my appearance, how it made him feel special to have an older sister like me. He made me feel better about my self, less insecure. 

My parents loved me for who I was and that made me confident about my self again. 

My ears were long and pointy, my cheeks always had glitter on them even if I didn't even go near any. It was always there. My cheeks were always blushed red and my height was 5' 3"; short for a sixteen year old girl. I noticed I had stopped growing in height when I turned sixteen. 

My parents got divorced when Charlie was around six years old my dad got custody over me, and my mom got custody over Charlie. I was glad I didn't want to say it, but dad was always my favorite. I didn't go over to my mom's house often because of her husband Neil. Don't get me wrong he's a nice guy, but man he gets on my nerves. I also kinda hate him... no. That's an understatement I absolutely despise him with my whole body

Much better.

I miss Charlie a lot when he's not home with us, we had the closest bond. No one could ever keep us apart, but that changed when Mom and Dad got divorced. 

I sighed as I sat on the couch watching 'White Christmas' one of my all time favorite Christmas movie ever! "Ahh so how about this one?" I turn my head 

"Ew. No dad you look like a burnt turkey." He rolled his eyes at me and walked off to find another nice shirt. I don't know why he was trying to look nice it was only mom coming to drop off Charlie for Christmas. 

"Okay, how about now"

"Much better" He nods his head in approval, I went back to watching the movie. A few minutes later I heard the door bell ring I pause the T.v to go greet my mom and Charlie. 

"Bye Neil!" I hear Charlie say I rolled my eyes as I waited by my dad. 

"Oh- sorry were late. Hi."

"Y/n!" Charlie ran at me I picked him up while giving him a tight hug. 

"I haven't seen you in forever!" I said he pull out of the hug as I set him down.

"Wanna come in for a bit?" My dad suggested 

"Oh- well Neil's waiting in the car so-"

"Why doesn't he come in?" my dad asked

"Cause daddy he says you'll just end up saying something snotty." Charlie didn't hesitate to say.

"Not necessarily. Could be rude or sarcastic." My dad replies 

 "Whatever it takes." I said while shrugging my shoulders,

"See? I gotta go. Here." My mom handed Charlie his pillow and a bag. 

My dad somehow convinced mom to come inside, I walked over to the kitchen and took a seat at the dining table. Charlie walked in after me and examined the tree "There aren't that many presents over there."

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