A start

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For years I've been made fun of because of my hair, it's softer than silk, it doesn't make knots, it's never been to long or to short(at least not for me), it flows in the wind and is easy to style, but it's white. And I finally found out why...
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Rebecca was always different, that's why she got bullied. She was the town black sheep.

Since she could remember, she always felt like someone was watching her. But it didn't creep her out, strangely it comforted her.