I hardly fit in, I know that. Some days when I find myself alone, I question why that is so... and then I realise it all comes back to one thing, I'm different. I don't go. I'm not natural. I'm hardly normal and as I realise this, I find myself more and more willing to change myself...

I'm not skinny, nor over weight, but I see the discrimination in others' eyes. I'm not gay nor straight, I'm bi, and I see the disgust in others' eyes. I'm not Christian, nor atheist, I'm Wiccan, but still I hear others saying 'black witch' 'dark bitch' 'witch slut' and so I look at myself and call to them 'at least I know what I'm supposed to do' and still they turn all I say against me 'yea suck dick while making poison potion'

But again, my day gets a little better when I see my girlfriend, and she smiles at me and I realise no matter what they say, she's excepted me for who I am, she's willing to correct me when I'm wrong in a nice way, and she doesn't care that I'm not athletic despite what others say Wiccan are supposed to be, she likes me for me, and although alone without her, I realise that I don't care what others say or think.

And when one stops caring about what others say and think, one truely lives.

So throughout this book I've taken you on a journey with my character which just so happens to be me, and my girlfriend. And although the poems and riddles mean a lot, they are not the message. The message is, that even though you may be different and even though you may see the world differently to others and even if others call you names and they bully you and hate you, remember this, as one is who they are then they live longer. If one accepts themselves they are more beautiful than any other.

So in short, believe in yourself and live life to the fullest, look at yourself and pick out physical and personality things that you like about yourself. And once you see these things as beautiful you are more beautiful than anyone or anything.

Love,
       Emily.