Yeah, I can understand this. I'm not considered normal. I didn't have many friends and I was never good at sports. I was teased and taunted at school (although that stopped when I went to college). I don't go outside very often either. However, there is one big difference between my life and this story: my parents never really pushed me to be normal. Sure, they thought I was weird compared to most teennagers but they actually saw it as a good thing. Maybe it's because my parents are sort of weird too? Then again, who can define normal? I know, it's societies standards that define normal! Ever since I realized this, my veiw was "If society can't accept who I am, then (insert cuss word here) society! I'll follow my own path and be a hermit if I have to."

SO TOUCHING IT'S FREAKY!!...^^ You have NO idea...don't worry happens to me ALL the time...

*Sniffle* Sad...but I know exactly how she feels. I know just what she means by "crying isn't normal" and "I want to be normal," even though I was a bit younger when I felt like that. This is great, and really well-written. You've come up with a character who's really easy to relate to, and a perfectly normal person who just doesn't realize it. She sounds exactly like me ^^

*Hugs* I don't think you're an abnormal 14 year old. I mean, I don't really think anyone can define normal. Everyone is different. I think I'm exactly like you, except I can't cry. I really wish I could, but for some reason I can't. Maybe you're lucky you can...

Oh my gosh, your story touched me so much! That is like, my life in a nutshell! It was really really good, I especially thought the ending was very, touching, in a way.

Ithink this is apretty truthful account of teenage life in general, but in all honesty, I'm not sure about it being the mind of a 14 year old. I guess I can't offer you a 14 year old perspective, since I'm 17, but your writing sounded sort of like me now. Maybe the american 14 year old is different to british 14 year old (I'm british). But I did really like it. Email me if you want!
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Faith (Rachel)

Hey,

OMG,I know exactly what you're talking about!Wishing there was someone that would accept you for what you are.I'm an inside person too.I don't exactly enjoy sports like a good little girl should.I like to stay inside and escape into my own little world where people accept me,enjoy me for what I am.You said in the story,that you don't like hurting people,even if they're just in your stories.I enjoy it,cuzz I can let go of all my anger built up inside.I know I sound like a psycho now,but I'm really not.I'm just a 15 year old girl that's fed up with being hurt/betrayed/cussed out/beat on/etc.Hopefully one day I can really escape this hell-hole.Live with someone that cares about me.Well I'm sure you don't wanna hear my problems,so I'm just gonna go now.On a scale of 1-10 I'd give this story a 10.I'd love to see more from you soon.

Later,
KoRnFrEaK

I'm a 14 year old grrl and I cry loads. I try not to cry at school, because as you said, it's not normal, but at home I just cry and get depressed. I've also thought about ending it. I think I'm not normal, that no one should cry this much, that I'm a freak because I would rather stay in than go out; rather go on the internet than shop. I wish I could lose a bit of weight off my legs because while I'm about average weight, all the other s are skinny stick-figures. I have to cry quietly because I don't want to wake anyone either. And like you, I just want someone to hold me. I just h@te my life so much. I'm so abnormal.

You sound so much like me. Hang in there grrl. *hugs*