My parents are having another fight. They're business people, and they can't spend much time with me, but I know deep down inside their hearts they love me to the end of the world. I really wish they would spend time with me, but they talk to me once and a while. Usually, it's about business or I make a friend. Well, at least I think they would talk to me if I made a friend. Either way, I will never know because making friends is impossible for me. Everybody hates me and calls me a brat because...well.... never mind! People hurt me almost every day. It's fine though. 

Today I decided to go to the park, I like watching friends play together. It's better to go when the fight is over so I don't get caught in the conflict so I have to wait, and wait, and wait. I waited till it was practically night time, it's fine, all the kids probridly allready left, but whatever. I can still play by myself for a few minuts.

¨bye mom!” I said as I went out the front door.

She ignored me, maybe she's thinking about business. I can't think that she would think about me 24/7. I went to the park as fast as I could. I ran and ran until I got there. 

*

“Yes! I got here in time” I thought to myself “I'll be able to play for at least 5 minutes.” 

I hear footsteps coming toward me, I have a bad feeling about this.

 “Ahhh!” I said as I fell to the floor. 

Isabelle walked up to me and pushed me to the ground. Isabelle’s my bully, she's really mean. She has blond hair and has blue trousers. I think she has a reason, maybe she’s not what she seems. Everybody has a reason for everything, right?

“Haha, freak,” she said and she walked away. 

the gods killed my mom and now this!? I never asked for this, if only they didn't give me that spirit, then none of this would've happened.

“Are you okay!?” someone said, as I heard footsteps coming closer. 

“Here take my hand” they said, as I looked up.

 She had brown hair, in ponytails, a green shirt, and a purple skirt. She looked nice and kind, I think I can trust her.

I took her hand, she didn't push me back down! She smiled at me and said 

“Do you want to be friends?” 

Of course, I do! I can't believe someone would actually ask me! 

“Sure,” I said, bursting with excitement. 

I was so excited. 

“My name’s Noelle, nice to meet you, but let's play another time. It's almost dark,” she said. 

“Okie! My name’s Michelle” I said. 

I wasn't really paying attention, I made my first friend. In all my life! 

“Bye then!” she said, and she walked away. 

I was really excited, but I didn't get time to play. That's fine, it's time to go back home. I ran back home as fast as I could, I wanted to tell my mom.

 When I got back home, mom wasn't there. Then I'll just wait until she comes. I waited for a long time and she still isn't here. Weird, but whatever it's time to go to sleep.

*

One day I ran to the park, but when I got there to meet up with Noelle. she wasn't there. Even after months she never showed up ever again. Just like the day my step mother dissapeerd when i met Noelle.

While I was thinking i felle asleep. I was sleeping peacefully when I heard a sound. It was a “woosh” sound but what could it be? I opened my eyes and it was a portal, but how!? Magic is so rare in this world, I got sucked in, and popped right back out, but this isn't my home. I saw someone, with a hood. 

“Sit down,” they said, so I sat down. 

She asked for my story, and what happened in my life, so I told her. About my parents, and Noelle, and how my mom talked to me. She didn't seem surprised at all! After all that she said she could help me find my best friend. 

“That's great!” I said. 

I asked for her name. 

“Just call me WM'' she said. 

Suddenly I popped right back into my room. Was that a dream? It couldn't have been. I need to find Noelle!

*

8 years later…

I got into Gacha Club high school, that's where WM said Noelle was. It's a pretty fun school, and it's flying! I hope I can find Noelle soon. It's the beginning of the school year. 

“Ahhh!” I fell down. 

This reminds me of when I met Noelle. 

“Sorry” I was about to say, but I bumped into Noelle! 

“Noelle! You're here!” I decided to say. 

“Psh who are you?” she said. 

Wait what!? Why doesn't she remember me? 

“Don't you remember? It's me, Michelle '' I said worriedly. 

“Hah, why would I have a memory of a freak?” she said. 

This can't be Noelle, it couldn't be.