My name is Alona. Spelled A-L-O-N-A. Pronounced Uh-lawn-uh. Everyone thinks it's pronounced Uh-lone-uh, making it sound like, alone. That's what they all think I am. That's what they call me. Alone. Until it turned into something that just stuck. I then started wishing I was alone. Staying in my dark bedroom all weekend. Never seeing the few friends I had. And never talking to my family. . But when I really was hopeless, I discovered something... I didn't want to be alone.