My name is Alex Winter. It's short for Alexander, but don't be surprised if people called me "Alexandria".
Seriously, it's true. I live in a town near Los Angeles Calfifornia, around the San Franando Valley. I'm 13 years old and currently attending middle school with my friends.
One of the things that people have picked on me about is my rather odd appearance. I am male, I assure you that. However, my body frame is rather small, and my face is, for lack of a better word, "delicate" in appearance. Often at times, people will treat me like a girl, even though I don't act like one.
Bullies often do it to me, and some girls get in on it as well. My friends and family, thankfully, support me. I'm very much grateful for their support.
As for my appearance, I have short strawberry-blonde hair, blue eyes, about 5'7 in height. I'm not a twig by any means, just a little underdeveloped for a male my age. Puberty has been a little slow for me, that's all.
I have a younger brother and sister, and two parents. All normal for a family. My siblings often tease me a bit on my appearance as well, but it's mostly just good fun and I can laugh with them about it.
However, often one things disturbs me, my family, and friends. I often have these black-outs, and nobody knows why they happen. To the doctors, I'm perfectly healthy. It hasn't been a huge concern, but I often wonder. Another thing that the school has seemed to notice is that I somehow disappear when there's trouble around. This has also lead to some memory lapses for me. Kind of much to take in, I know.
Do I disappear? I'm not sure. It's kind of maddening when you think of it.
Anyway, little did I know what was to happen. A lot of the other students call me a 'problem child' as I seem to know a lot about their personal lives.. too much for comfort, so I hear. It never made sense to me. Nor did I realize that all of this would change me, both figuratively and literally, in a sense.
And it all started with what I saw next: