I was only 10 when it started. All the head aces, the heart breaks, the wants, and the wanna bes, and I wanted nothing to do with it nothing at all. When I was little my father always said I should be a certain way, and my mother always said I had to act a certain way. I joined all the clubs all the beauty pageants. I tried and tried, but nothing was ever good enough for them so they decided to put me up for adoption. They only were in for the money and the fame the didn't care about me nobody did. It was always do this and do that. I was like there little servant maid. Until the day I wasn't. At that point I was so happy I didn't care what family they put me with as long as it wasn't as bad as the one I was in before........Then the accident happened. Well not an accident a qurik that I didn't know I had came to me in my dreams and then in reality. My adoptive parents were so scared when it happened they locked me in a cage untile it went away. They thought it was a diseases the wings that had grown from my back. Just imagine being locked away for somthing you didn't even know existed and only at the age of 10. Everyone kept telling me it could have been worse and I beleived it could have been, but that doesn't change the fact that it is still happening. The next thing I knew I was on my way to a camp for the uniqe a.k.a the camp for the kids nobody wanted.