School is school

We moved again.. it's like the 12 times in 2 years, still in the same country but yeah it's not easy to make friends. I haven't got to many of them anyway and today I am not really trying to make any new.. We will just move again soon.

All my life my mum and dad has been working with there jobs and they say it's because of thier job that we are moving but I don't really belive it's just that. I guess that the fight I have been in when I was in school was also a bit of the blame. But then who knows.

I'm Maria

I am Maria and are born in UK. I am 15 years old and are not like others. I have a diffrent past and a diffrent future then normal people. But then we can discuss what normal is. I am born under the cresent moon and for some this is an importent information.

I am the only child and my parents had got the information that they couldn't get and childs so when I was born they called me thier miracle and they never said no to me when it come to what i need or want. Thats is both good and bad, when I first started in school I was thinking this was a normal thing but I couldn't get all I wanted there.

But I get all I want from my parents so I'm happy. I have my toys and computers and there is not much I can't get if I ask for it.

I have always been special.. haven't I ?

As times goes by and I grow slowley up I have always had the feeling that I am special.. I am not like the other kids. I don't know why but most of the kids has been affraid of me, okay maybe not affraid but the do keep thier distance from me and not to many have been wanted to fight with me. Not that I do search for it...

My mum has been overprotected and always told me if you feel you have trouble coming come talk to me and I will make it all go away. When I was younger she was my hero. I was a kid noone could hurt or do anything to because I had my mum that always would protect me. But hey, lets face it I am not a kid anymore.

Looking at the moon

I have always been a person that feel like its okay to be alone and have no problem to walk out to a cemetary that are not far from my home. Many nights, when my parents been working late, I have been sneaking out and walk over to a cemetary with my laptop writing small stories of what could happen if there was occult creatures that crawl up from the craves or was sneaking around in the darkness.

I meet a guy there that was some years older then me that was into the same thing. We was telling the other stories about what we was thinking of the occult creatures we wrote stories about. He was the youngest child in his family. He had 2 sisters and 3 brothers and just wanted a time for himself instead of screaming family members.

He was into vampires and I was more into ghost and werewolfs. But not the stories that was in the movies. Werewolfs had problem with silver and vampires wood. We was under many fullmoon nights laying side by side on a grave looking up on the moon and was just enjoying the silence and the company.

I meet him there 3 nights per week for 2 months but after that he disappeared... He was not online and wasnt answer my mails or anything.