/./Sitting In The Shadows\.\

I lifted a small stick off the ground and ran it through the dirt that surrounded the tall tree I was sitting under. My lips turned up in a smile as I drew a picture of a beautiful patch of wildflowers. The air smelled of sweet morning dew, and I couldn't help but think today was going to be better. I frowned again and dropped the stick, bringing my knees to my chin. No, nothing will ever be better. I couldn't help but think why people hated me... were scared of me... I brought my fingers to my face and sighed. My eyes were so strange.... every time i look in the mirror and the light hits my eyes, they scare me. How could I have turned out this way? Neither of my parents had blue eyes... none of my siblings. And my skin was pale and pasty, like the skin of a vampire. I'm not a monster, I've never done anything but quietly sit in the back of my class, or on my roof when the day was particularly bad; after one of my siblings cried from hunger pains, or when hushed whispers about me reached my ears. I never felt a need for anyone but my sisters and brothers... but now, I don't think I've ever felt so alone.