Hello everybody, my name is Zharza, and this is my new story. You may know me as the writer of Fates Unknown on FanFiction, maybe not, but this year I've started a non-fiction story. If you like it, let me know so I don't feel like a complete and utter loner. If you know me personally . . . this will hopefully give you kind of an idea of what I and many others go through every day.

Hi. My name is Lana. I'm an Australian, and I'm a student at a High School – Year Ten this year, brand new. Every day, I get up, get dressed, and do my hair. Recently I learned to tie it up in a specific way so that my fringe is tied into my ponytail at the top-back of my head, meaning that all hair is off of my face and tucked into this ponytail.

I'm confident, but not very outgoing. I play piano, guitar, drums and sing, but I absolutely hate my voice. I'm a writer, yet all of my work is unfinished. I'm like you, but different. Don't think you're reading a story about some alien or vampire – I'm human, and I have a real condition.

You'd call me a freak if I told you directly, which is why I'm placing my trust in you to believe me about this and to not start picking on me. If you believe you can't not do this, get out of this story immediately.