Micah Collins knew from the beginning that he was nothing like the Collins family.
While Dexter, Chelsea, Kristopher, Drew, and Kaylee had brown eyes, brown hair, and brown skin, Micah had blue eyes, reddish-brown hair, and cream-colored skin. While he cared about his family, he was also a target for the bullies who ruthlessly reminded him about his differences and implied that his birth mother must have thrown him away, because who would want an ugly boy like him?
It seemed like every day, people would see him and say, “Look, it’s the little vanilla boy! Why is he living with the chocolate people?” The kids laughed at him and the adults glared at him, as if he was sullying their perfect world with his presence. Micah was upset about the bullying, but he tried to hide it for his family’s sake. They had already gotten enough flack for adopting him, and they didn’t need any more unnecessary drama.
One night, Micah looked into the mirror and said, “Why am I so different? Why am I not like everyone else in my family? What’s wrong with me?”
Just then, a fairy came through the window. The fairy was tall with fiery red hair and orange eyes. Micah saw him and said, “Can you help me?”
“Why should I help you?” said the fairy.
“Because I’m not like everyone else and I want to know why?” said Micah.
The fairy stared at him, saying, “So you’re not like everyone else, and you want to know why? Come, I’ll show you.”
He grabbed Micah’s hand and led him through the mirror to a strange world. Fairies were everywhere, laughing as they flitted through the air. Micah found himself laughing for a moment, realizing that he was happy among the fairies. But that didn’t bring him any comfort, as he knew he would have to return to a cruel world that wanted to punish him for not living with a family that looked like him.
Just as he prepared to go to him inevitable fate, a fairy saw him and said, “I know why you’re different from your family.”
“Why?” said Micah.
“It’s because you’re a fairy,” said the fairy. “OK, you’re only a half fairy, but that’s part of the story. Look in the mirror and see.”
Micah stared into the pond and gasped as he saw his reflection. Here he was, in his true form. He had blue, silver, and purple wings on his back. His eyes was purple and his hair was golden blond. For a moment, he felt as if he belonged.
He couldn’t wait to tell everyone about the fairies tomorrow.