I'm Natalie Johnson and lately the kids at school are harder on me than before. It's Sarah's fault; like she has a vendetta against me, but I didn't do anything wrong.
The only thing I have are my wacky daydream adventures. Except lately, they don't go according to plan. It's almost like my daydreams have a mind of their own.
Nothing feels right. Everything feels wrong. My limbs are slugish and my brain is half asleep.
I glance around my room, wondering where it all went; the glamour, the adventure, my love and my weapon.
Then I realize it was just a dream.
I was never really her.
I should cry. I want to cry, but instead I answer my parents and soldier on, like I always do.
Waiting and pleading for the next dream to come.
