The Odd One

Strong winds blew her hair away from her forehead. From her perspective, she was running at the speed of light. The other children watched in awe as she mastered the art of tag, the common village game. She was a peculiar sight, nothing like the other children with their small robes and long noses. Instead, her long brown hair swooped beneath her shoulders, and her eyes sparkled a light blue. No robes smothered her, instead a light sweater and a pair of jeans covered her. The other children just didn't understand. Neither did the children's parents. But her parents did.

Her parents were also unlike the others. Her mother wore a blue dress and her blonde hair in a bun. Her father, had brown swaying hair, jeans, and a commonT-shirt. Her family was different because they were not villagers. They were players. She was a player. Her mother was a player. Her father was a player. Her parents thought she would be safer in a village. More friends to play with, not that she really had any. Pre-built houses, and a fresh food and water supply. Much more appropriate than a swamp or jungle.

"Mother, why does Jenny have jeans on? What is she supposed to be?" One child asked his mother.

"Jimmy! You know Jenny is diffirent, stop being foolish." His mother scolded.

Jenny did not care. She was used to this. Children asking parents about her, or gossiping behind her back. They only played with her to please their parents, for being kind to the odd one. Jenny always knew since she was a toddler that her only friend was Steven. Steven was the most kind of all the children. He stood up for her when children made fun of her pale skin. He walked her wherever she went, making she she was never alone. He cared for her, and Jenny appreciated that.

But, one day, Steven was sick. The village children took advantage of that. Jenny was walking to the library, wanting to check a book out on the terrifying Wither for a school project. 

"Jenny, is that a sweater? They haven't been in for at least.. oh wait, they were never in!" Olivia, the meanest child of all said. The children laughed.

"Hey Jenny, what are you going to be when you grow up? A hair stylist? In case you didn't know, we don't have hair, so you wouldn't belong, just like now." Jimmy teased.

Jenny kept walking along. Kids could be cruel, and she knew it. The librarian would defend her. The kids threw more insults. Jenny had reached her limits, she started to sprint to the library. The kids laughed and called her a coward, but Jenny didn't care. She finally reached the library, and when she got there, she was surprised to see her mother there. 

"Mom? Why are you here, shouldn't you be at work?" Jenny asked curiously.

"Oh, darling Jenny, I'm afraid something terrible has happened... your father he..... he is missing."

Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed! I worked hard, and if there any errors I apologize! Comment below if you want a follow up! Bye! (>o<)