Look at me. My name is unique, just like my personalitly. I can draw with the skills of somebody four times my age. Why doesn't some people see that and want to be my freind? Why do they tease? One answer is that they're jelous. Oh yeah. I won over twelve metals for my litercy and art, and they hate it. So, as jelousy wraps around they're body, gripping them in a web of unhappyness, they tease and growl. And I free myself, my body free and happy. I might not be perfect, but look at me. I'm myself and that's good enoph for me.