I'm Different Reaction The teacher began reading over my #poem I just turned in. Personally I find her fun to observe. She has blue eyes with white specks in them. Her skin so pale you see the blue vanes at her temples. Her white hair was perfectly curled as usual. The ringlets fell past her shoulders and framed her oval face. She has a straight nose and full pale pink lips. Today she wore a silk blue blouse, a black skirt that came to her knees and blue slip ons. I studied her expression while she began reading. At first her mouth was at a natural smile but slowly began changing. It became a hard straight line and her eyebrows furrowed. "Anne.... What do you mean colorful?" She asked. She sounded confused. "Oh miss. I mean well... Let me show you. " I took her hand and took her to the door of the school building and walked outside. A freezing wind came at me and made me shudder. I found a small tree bare of its leaves. It made me feel sad. Winter can be beautiful but all the dead trees and creatures is just sad. I took one of its branches and began to concentrate. A warm feeling began to spread through me beginning at my hand. Almost like I was standing next to a fire. I opened my eyes and the tree was full of crimson, golden and bronze leaves. The sun reflecting off of them made it appear like a fire. Mrs. Goldberg did not seem to be happy. She looked at me with an uneasy smile and began to back up. " Anne I believe I will be calling your parents now. " she said as she ran off. Why is this so bad? I really do not understand these people.

I'm Different A #poem by Anne. Grade: 1st Teacher: Mrs. Goldberg Walking to school People say I'm not so cool They create blizzards I'm just a hazard Majestic white beauty Colorful warm #life I'm different They know it I know it Do you? Am I just cursed Am I a mistake? I like what I can do But what about you?

Anne's Diary Draft. Hello dear. I'm not so sure mom and dad made a good decision. I've been in school for two years now. They promised I would make friends. But everyone is afraid. They run. Hide. Taunt. Scream. No one will play with me. Why? I feel so out of place there. I can't even make a snowflake like the others! All I want is a friend. Somewhere I can feel like I belong. End of day one of third year.

Characters. Main character: Anne Rosewell Height: (age 15) 5ft 5inches Weight: 125lbs Eye color: brown Hair color: brown Personality: quiet, observant, introverted , stubborn, kind, rebellious Powers: Unlike her village she controls the season of fall. She creates cool winds by flicking her wrist. Colors the trees by touching their leaves. She creates sun rays. Hunter Green Height: (age 16) 5ft 8 Weight: 145 lbs Eye color: blue Hair: white Personality: extroverted, kind, "class clown" Powers: currently lives in the winter village. Creates winter. **not finished!! More to come**

Plot Rough Draft Plot: A young girl named Anne is the main character in this book. Her village is full of people who all look the same. White hair, blue eyes pale skin. However she is the first in the village to be born different. Brown hair, brown eyes but still pale. When she joins the village #life for the first time she is discovering new things. Everyone has a power but its all the same. They create the winter. However, she doesn't have any powers. Or so she thinks. She soon discovers that she does have powers but different from the others. She can manipulate warm breezes creates color through the trees. She creates fall. On her way back home she hears her parents talking about her and discovers that she isn't really who she thought she was. She is a changeling child. Her real village is somewhere else ;her real parents where she belongs. Will she make it? Does the village really exist? Or is there really no place for her in this world after all?