Hi, my name is Red, I'm also 13 years old, and I am going to tell you, my story.

The reason I'm writing is because if I can remember my grandma, my mum and my sister have had a journal, so it feels like a tradition now. I live in a small town called Vamvestowne.

All the kids I meet when I was younger didn't like me because they think me being born with red hair and blue and red eyes is weird you might be wondering how I have blue and red eyes and the thing is that when I get angry my eyes turn red or when I'm fighting, smirking, running really fast and sometimes when I'm doing sport and the rest of the time it's blue that's why my parent's called me Red plus my family name is weird.

I think it's weird that no one thinks the town name is weird I mean a town named Vamvestowne is weird, right?

I live with my grandma who is the mayor of the town. My dad died when I was young and my mum went missing on May 13th when I was seven, one year later my sister disappeared on May 13th.

I hate my mum and sister for leaving me, especially since they left on my birthday you might think that because of that I became a troublemaker and you're right, but no one ever knew it was me a could break a group of people who have been friends for 5 years in one week and in the end, I never got in trouble, because no one knew it was me, I was the smartest in my class and I don't cheat.

I didn't have many friends,because I change school a lot and I did it because people paid me to do it, I guess i still kind of felt jealous that other people had friends but I didn'twant to make any.

When my grandma found out she sent me to a new school and said I had to stop and start fresh join a friend group instead of breaking them and that I wouldn'tchang school's this time.

She never told me why I change school's so much.