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I am the Stranger

My mom drove the car up to the new school. Newman’s Boarding High School for Gifted Children. My uniform was black with the top had long sleeves that extended past my fingers with lace all over. The bottom part was a short black lacy skirt that reached the tops of my knees. My black and white stripped socks touched the bottom of my knees while they slid into combat boots with many belts on it.
I sighed deeply and slouched down in my seat. This was a stupid town full of normal children, not like me. Maybe I could hide this time, but no, my mom had to go and bring me to the mental house for young teens my age. God what a ditch this would be. “Do I have to go to that mental house?” I moaned.
“You’ll have fun sweety I promise, I’ll even come visit you on my days off okay sweety. This is gonna be a great school and you’ll make lots of new friends. A fresh start is something to look foreward too.” she explained. I moaned more and closed my eyes, wanting the past back in my arms.
She looked down at me and sighed deeply. “Honestly Finlo, you may be a flower, but your more of a thorn on my rose.” she said looking back at the road. A thistle flower, what joy was I with others if my name meant that? Well, it meant more by the powers and not my name. Gives you ideas right?
“Here we are!” exlamined mom. I looked outside the window and saw a large white building with very few windows and gates around the front. I mumbled to myself and sat silently watching my mom talk to the man in the straight jacket and woman outside.