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"Since I was younger, I'd been labelled weird, strange, and my personal favourite, abnormal. Everyone we knew, knew it and I was always aware of the looks I got behind my back. Some people didn't even try to hide it, but it didn't bother me anymore because being "normal" is more of a perspective if you think about it. What even is normal? The word itself has always confused me. Are there several types of normal? How do we know what's normal and what isn't? Who decides that eating cheese and jam sandwiches with a side dip of barbeque sauce isn't normal! I personally think it's very normal, and very tasty. So far, the only one who I know that thinks it's unusual is my mum. The thing is, the one thing I know that everyone agrees on is that Marny Banks is NOT normal, though I really wish I was. Life just seems to be so much easier for the other, normal people. It's been years since I was even considered normal. All my classmates noticed that I was different and that led to a whole lot of bullying, which ended up with me being home-schooled. Oh my gosh, by now you probably think I'm an alien. I've been describing things like I have an extra pair of arms, or I've grown a tail or I actually like Jaffa-cakes and/or Bounties. In my opinion, THAT's what you call abnormal. But no, I don't do or have any of them. I have a voice. Well obviously, everyone has a voice, but I have a voice in my head. Except he's so much more than a voice, his name is Irk and he's my very best friend, and he's been since I was very young. I've grown up with him by my side and I don't know what I would do without him. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- First book, please give feedback, vote and follow !!! READ AUTHORS NOTE!
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