It was a calm evening in The Enclave, Alstroemeria was busy reading a book. As usual, she'd rather keep to herself than with others. People found it strange, although she didn't care... She kept her self together, and well made it through! Today, she was planning on making a few friends, something she dreaded a whole lot. This didn't exactly please her, but she held her ground and sucked it up like a grown woman. She thought it was unhealthy not to talk to anyone really, so she might as well. She turned her gaze to the door, her hopes were rising to find someone new. Hopefully, her plan would work. Only unless the person refused to talk to her or was really busy... Then maybe another time? She heard from the thin, hollow walls whispering. She was able to make out a few words, "Alstroemeria is one creep, why won't she just go die in a hole?" One girl said. She held her gut tightly, holding back tears. She hated how cruel these girls were, they didn't know anything about her, yet... They treat her like she a piece of trash. She decided to scrap off what the girls had been saying because she wasn't worth their time. She didn't want to make a fool of herself, she'd just look more idiotic than she already is. There is no one in this lifetime that she has known, who actually thought she was 'normal'. As if that'd ever happen though, most people thought of her as a strange being... Or born to be weird. But in Alstroemeria's thoughts, she was a brave woman who took risks, no matter what people thought. She smiled to herself thinking about her own independence, and where she stood in Wind Reach. She thought about leaving here, to go and find somewhere where she could actually be accepted. The thought was stupid though because she was special in her own way! There was no normal because everyone is an individual, they portray themselves in different ways. Those people are who she wanted to be, fitting in was something they never did. Standing out! Was something that she needed to learn... But she won't be able to do that, she can't help but fall into a hole during her cruel and critical embarrassment. She had to learn a lot because she was only a young youth, her mind is roaming freely throughout those who actually work for a living. She was doing it too, except she did simpler tasks, although they did involve a lot of requirements. Such as: Being precise or... Whatever else Vala does. She hasn't learned much yet, but she can tell that Vala put a lot of effort into her work. She hasn't learned to do that yet because she was always a free individual as a child. She hasn't learned the ways or at least matured enough to know this. Being adopted was a pain in the ass because her parents tried their best to keep me happy! Always making sure that I can feel like I can actually feel like I'm living a normal life. She'd eventually feel like that, just not now. When time comes, she'll feel like she's free to be out on her own. Away from her parents, and an independent individuality. She thought about the time when she had met Rista, how independent she seemed to be and she was only a few years younger. Meaning, that she lacked something... She was a nobody, she was... She didn't know what she was... Defining herself was the hardest thing she ever tried to do! She scrapped the thought out of her brains, like a fly on a shoulder. She was done with all this drama of people calling her a weirdo or a loser or whatever else they could think of. From now, she was picking up the pieces and mending herself back together. The right way. |