I'm thirteen. I get amazing grades. I used to strive for popularity, but then gave it up when I realized its pointless. All you end up with is hate and cruelty that you wield as a weapon to hide the hateful person you truly are. Now, I'm lost among all else. Sure, I never did fit in with the popular people. I've never quite fit in with anyone. I'm always too smart, or too nice. Sometimes its even too strange. I don' think I'm strange. I'm just a wandering soul among a sea of others. I push everyone away because they don't understand me. No one seems to. Is it so wrong to want someone to tell me that I'm not strange? But the fact is, a few months ago, a friend of mine told me that I seemed much older then I am. I have been told that often. I'm good with advice and helping others. I care about almost everyone I meet, except for those who don't deserve care. I don't know how you perceive me so far, but I hope your catching onto my story so far. I was intrigued by it, and looked it up. I felt in my heart that this was who I am. That, although I can't remember it, I had lived before. I just knew that this was who I am. I saw this website on the Google list, and signed in. I hope that you will understand where I'm coming from, and maybe even leave me a comment. I just want to know that there just might be a place that I can belong, but then again, don't we all?