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Different. This is a story about a girl called Morgan. Please post it, admins. 

Different. Ordinary. I look ordinary, but if you go beaneath my skin and look at my Dna you'll see its different. I have cms, my Dna had a mutation which gave me Cms.  I know what its stands for, but I can't write it, but I can simply say its a disease. Don't be afeard of me. I cannot infect you, and I look like a ordinary girl. But I am different, and I try every day to be a normal girl even though I'm not. Its hard.

I wish I didn't have Cms. If the mutation didn't go exactly right I would be dead. The mutation gave me Cms instead of messing up and killing me. I drew a bad card, but I also got a good card too. It was either have Cms, or die. My lucky stars choose Cms.  

I hate it too. I am not normal, like the rest of you. I wish I was. I have a bunch of medication promblems, stomach stuff, etc. I don't have a stomach problems I use to, but that comes later in the story. Point is I'm different. I want to be normal. So very, very badly.

My mutation is rare, barely any doctors see it. I thank my lucky stars I look like a normal 12 year old, though. When I went to a doctor, a very good doctor he had me sign some papers. I forgot what for. It was something though that made me feel like a specimen, a lab rat.  

But I understand now that I'm older. Doctors want to learn and help the few people with the same rare mutation as me. That is there natural instinct.  I wish they could just get rid of it, forever. End the sturggle to be able to do math well, To be able to be ordinary. End the struggle to try to be ordinary when your not. To try and fit in.

Its hard knowing i'm different than everyone in the class. I have to go to bunches of doctors appiontments, tests and all they get? A checkup appointment a year. That haven't stayed in the hospital for a day... they have gotten a commmon cold and come back the next day. Me? I'm out for a week. Missing school, and friends.

Their so lucky, and they don't even realize it.  I hate having stupid Cms. They get to have a cold and be fine after a day. A week for me. Add on the occasional stomach pain. It sucks. I hate it. I wish i never got Cms. I wish I was normal. I wish i could get a cold and come back to school the next day. I wish

It took a long time to find out I had Cms, not some other thing. they knew I had a problem they just didn't know what it was. They thought I had something else for a while. Something that could kill me.

I also had many surgeries in the process of finding out what I had. One surgery on my elbow, one of my thigh, tonsils removed because of Sleep problem, histractem, and thats about it, but still a lot. Oh yeah, and I have temor. I wish i didn't have so many promblems.

Not to mention having to wear a BP every night. Its like this kind of mask. MY life sucked for a while, until theses last few years and I'll tell you why later.

I have to take a bunch of pills in the morning, a few at night. I wish I didn't. I wish i could be a normal kid. Normal kids don't have to take pills.  

But my life still sucks. I have a lot of good days, but yeah my life sucks sometimes. I bottled up my emotions a lot. Its hard to cope with the medical issues, and being different. So I usually keep my emotions inside. Hidden in a little bottle in the back of my mind, so i don't have to acknowlege I'm different, when i want to  be ordinary so much.  I wanna be like you kids, not a strange girl with Cms. I'm a afeard if i tell people i have Cms they'll run away from me. My best friend almost did, but I quickly told her I couldn't infect her. If your friends hear you have a disaese they might run away, and that sucks. A very scary possiblty.

This is my story of my sucky life, and how it got better, but still kind of sucked. My names Morgan by the way and i'm your ordinary 12 year old girl....

Not.