(This is something I wrote when I was little)

Rebecca Anderson that's my name. I'm just another girl. I have fair skin blonde hair and green eyes. I like to do things that others don't like to do. Other girls read stories about princesses and princes. I read stories about zombies and vampires. Other girls like to do their hair. I leave mine the way it is when I wake up. All the other kids call me weird and a freak. I take it as a compliment. So tell me, what's wrong with me? Am I a freak?  Everyone else seems to think so but what about you. Why do you still hang out with me? Why are you still my friend? Is this some kind of cruel joke?! I bet it is. I bet you're just waiting for the perfect moment to break me. I won't let you though. I won't let you see me cry. I know that you mean well but can you please stop. I want to be alone. So just go. I tried to push you away from me but you just stood there. I looked down avoiding your gaze. I knew that if I looked you in the eye I would break down. I knew that if I let you see me you'd think I was pathetic. I told you I hated you. You said that's okay. I told you  that I never liked you. You said that's okay. Then you hugged me. I didn't know what to do or say. You hugged me for awhile. You looked me in the eye and before I knew it all those tears I'd held in came rushing out. I asked why you stood by me when no one else did. You told me because you loved me. I asked you why and you said because you're different. At that moment in time for the first time ever I let someone hold me. I let someone hold me and tell me it was going to be okay. I had someone who was there for me. I had someone who loved me for me. I had a hero. So thank you for showing me the light and thank you for telling me I'm different. It's for that reason Jacob that I love you.

This was something I wrote as a project when I was in 3rd grade. I was told to write about something heartwarming so I did. Anyways this is it. Goodbye