Title: I Sky...A Story Of My Life
Author: zara halliwell
Characters: Sky Mangel.
Rating: Suitable For All.
Year: 2006
Spoilers: No
Summary: A diary style monologue focusing on Sky Mangel and her life.
Created: 4th September 2006

I stand alone, distant from everyone and see, people laughing, smirking and pointing at me. Talking amongst each other and glaring at me. Each thinking the same thing. Wow look at her clothes, her hair, her jewellery, her style. Just look at that misfit, that weired freak. Nothing but this, is all i hear them say to me. Yes i don't look like them. Yes i don't feel like them, think like them, or speak like them or even humour like them. Because i'm me. I'm individual, origanal and simply unique. Clearly not caring what the world thinks of me. I don't fall prey to these so called celebrities they worship, whom teach them nothing but anorexia and a life of diffculty, I'm not a fashion victim, a half wit, or a bimbo without a brain. I'm me. I stand there and look at the world, whom is prejudice to my style, my thoughts, my views, my image, my beliefs. Prejudice against me.

I...... Sky...... and this is the story of my life.

Yet there is someone whom stands there with me. He whom takes my hand and walks beside me, facing the worlds greatest fears and joys with me. He, whom doesn't care what the world thinks of me. He whom doesn't take prejudice against me. He whom loves me, cares for me, supports me, laughs with me and not at me. He, whom wipes my tears away from me. he whom constantly reminds me that he'll always be there for me. He whom says he's my lion, even though i believe him to be my pussy cat. He whom has a real strong front for the world but a softer coat for me. He whom i love.

He......Dylan......whom loves me

No matter where I go wrong, or where I fail badly. No matter if I make the wrong decision or take the wrong path. That person will always watch over me, support me, comfort me, listen to me, help me, care for me. Love me. That person whom never leaves my side. That person whom takes my hand when I'm in despair and says everything will be alright. That person whom isn't just my gurdian, but is my friend, my companion, my angel.

That person......my grandad harold....my angel sent from above sent from heaven.