Thread: Only in your dreams. (Warthog155&StarlitDreams)

She was lonely. Everyone acted like things were just perfect, but they werent. In a perfect world, little girls didnt grow up without families. But Kyra was a 16 year old girl who had done just that. Her parents had been unable to provide for her, and so had given her up to a family who were. They had been unwilling to have their own kids, due to the fact that there were so many children who needed parents or possibly due to the fact that they simply couldnt conceive. They had been a loving family at first, a perfect family really. But then she had turned out to be different, something that no one wanted to deal with. She never could pay attention, but that was only the tip of the iceberg. She seemed to live in an entirely different world. And when something bad happened in her imaginary world, bad things would happen in the real one. Rain, disappearing animals, fires, sicknesses. It was always short lived, but people knew that it was her fault. After all, it only happened when she was around and when she was upset. At first, people had tried to keep her happy, but their efforts were rather pointless and they quit after a very short time. Adults then began to ignore her, children feared her, and even her own family acted as if she didnt belong. They simply adopted new kids, and those children ignored her. They still fed her, clothed her, and disciplined her rather harshly too, until she was old enough to do it herself. But they werent family. They never even mentioned the fact that she didnt talk. She didnt even remember when she could. No one really wanted to listen, and after all these years, she had pretty much forgotten how. She really was a bit upset about it too. But then Cody came along. The first time she remembered seeing him was when she was five. She had been playing on the swings and everyone was ignoring him too. So she said hi and struck up a conversation. He wasnt there all the time, but when he was, she was happy. She soon realized that no one else could see or hear him, but she could. And that was all that mattered. After all, he never asked her to say anything to him, he never made fun of her, and he never hurt her in any way. Once, when she was 13, he had tried to make her get naked. The next two days were the worst of her life. She avoided him for a while, trying her best to keep away the bad things that seemed to happen when he wasnt around. She had failed though, and chosen to reveal herself. He had finally apologized then. And from that day on, it had been normal again. Kyra washed her face and grabbed a hand-towel from the sink, catching a glimpse of herself as she dried her face. There was nothing special to look at in her opinion. She was just a normal girl with normal brown hair and hazel eyes. She had cut off most of her hair last year, so now it hung just below her ears. Her mother had hated it, but Kyra thought that it was rather pretty. It framed her heart-shaped face and made her eyes look wider. She had way too many freckles for her taste, but in reality, they werent too bad, just a splattering of tiny dots on the bridge of her nose. The only thing that she really liked about herself was her figure slender and cute with curves in all the right places. She folded the towel and hung it up, whispering a quick goodnight to herself as she walked back into her room.