Hi, my name is Bella Valladares and I have a secret that no one knows yet…….. not even me.

It started one day at my house. My parents, my brother, Benjamin (but we call him Ben or Benji)and I was in the dining room. We went to clean up to go to sleep. Then I heard my mom scream and heard running from downstairs. Without thinking I ran downstairs and saw a huge fire. I couldn't think but then I saw a human shadow from far, outside our house it was running. But right now I couldn’t think of it, the fire was getting bigger within the second, then my mom told me to go through the passage that was under the carpet. I ran to it but then realized that no one was following me but I went anyway. That was the last time I saw my family. I was only seven when all of that happened. So I decided that day, that it was all my fault that they died that day because I didn’t tell anyone to follow me. I was selfish thinking of myself. My mom always told me that I was a special girl and no one was like me. I thought it was normal for moms to say that to their daughters. I never understood what she meant by that. And now I will never know. I have never fitted in anywhere we went. By now I got used to it, being alone everywhere I went. I knew I didn’t belong, it didn’t feel right. I felt important but I let that feeling drain because I knew I was nothing but just a simple, young, plain, normal girl.