6:30 PM, LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA__

The darkness from the sky comes through the windowpane. I have been in the bathroom over an hour.

A little of red wine makes me feel like it's only a friend I have. And the water also doesn't let me up from the bathtab. Today is my first day of new school. My grandmother and I came to this town after my parents had died. It seems like a nice place to live in except for me.

My vision of butterflies gets worse and worse. I hate overcrowded places like schools because the butterflies around that people sometimes attack me. I think they hate I have vision on them.

Today when I was in my class, black butterflies I have never seen before suddenly flied to me and bit me. I was so afraid that I couldn't fight back but I ran nearly to death.

I ran as far as I can. At the far distance from class, they stopped following me. I don't know the owners of them but I think it's a shame for someone to own black butterflies because in my opinion, black butterflies mean evil soul.

When I walked back to class, everyone is looking me with strange eyes.Of course, they could only see me running but not butterflies following me. It's not their fault at all. But my firsh day of school is gone like that.

Uhhh!!! I ever wish I was born to be blind. ___________♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥___________

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My parents had died a few years ago. Only they could understand I have strange vision.

When I started to see butterflies, I saw two blue butterflies flying around my parents. When I told them about it, my mum said,

"Laura, blue means fresh and happy. So, your father and I have happy soul if you see blue butterflies."

But blue doesn't mean like she said. I know she was lying. When they were dead, those two blue butterflies also disappeared too.

On some people, I see red butterflies. On some, I see purple, yellow, pink and so on. I just started to see black ones from my first day of new school.

Around my grandmother's body, I see very white one.

But to me, I see nothing that is likely to be butterfly. I don't even know if I have a soul or not.

I'm Laura. My parents gave it in order of 'bay laurel plant' which is used as a symbol of victory, honor and fame. Haha!!! But my life came up opposite to me.

I'm now 17. Counting from the age of 7, it've been 10 years that I've been seeing butterflies around people. . But I still couldn't understand what they exactly mean to human.

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__ SECOND DAY OF SCHOOL__

My seat is near the windowpane. I prefer drawing rather than making friends with classmates.

Before the class starts,

"Hey, new student, I saw you running away from something yesterday. Was that a ghost following you."

I stop drawing and lift my head up to the voice. My eyes meet to a skinny girl with gold-colored hair and also, a green-colored butterfly around her.

"I'm Ellen. Can you see ghosts?"

"No, you're so curious," I completely ignore her.

"Can I be friends with you, Avey?" she asks again.

"It's Laura!!!"

"Alright, everyone, go back to your seat," the professor finally comes in.

"I'll save you a seat at canteen." she said and walked back to her seat.

"We have a new tranferred student today.Class, welcome him."

Huh? I'm also a new student here. Why didn't I get a welcome like him?

Is he that great to get a welcome of class? Unfair school....