I was a normal girl. Ok, not precisely normal, to the other classmates in my school I was unique or…just plain weird. I was an absolute daydreamer, I’d daze out every once in awhile. I was clumsy, blonde and well, unsure of myself. The fact that my age had caught up with me did not make things better. I was extremely taller than the average and still growing. I was lean and the inside joke within my friends and me was that I had an upside down broccli shape.

I wanted so much more than I already had, not in a selfish sense like riches and such, but in confidence and charisma, I suppose you could call it. I wanted people to see beyond the girl in the corner reading the book.

And then one day when I least expected it, my family received a visitor and thus this event started all my adventures.