She was normal. An average teen. Sort of. 
Rebecca suffered from bullying, though the sick like color on her skin never showed it. She always looked tired, she was thin, and she almost never spoke which made some believe she was mute. However, none of this bothered her, even when she was bullied. 
What others found oddest about Rebecca was that she seemed like she couldn't feel love, happiness, or mental pain, even though every other emotion was there. 
Rebecca didn't have any friends, but she was okay with it. She got more done, she had to, for living alone, running away from a broken family. 
Oh well she thinks. Rebecca then takes a blade and adds more cuts to her bedroom wall, 'How convenient was it that this wall used to be red' she thought. 

The next day, Rebecca, although a good student, couldn't sit still. More than half the girls were absent in her...