Belief in oneself is what separates the ordinary from the extraordinary.
It was just another day at another middle school. Warm sunlight beamed down on the school grounds, a stark contrast to the cold air blasting in the 8th grade classrooms. In one of these classrooms, students chattered enthusiastically with their friends about homework assignments and whatnot. Nothing stood out; they were just ordinary middle schoolers doing ordinary middle schooler things. But if you looked closely, in the background was a girl. She was reading a book, the silent one amongst her clamorous classmates. She didn't stand out at all. But looks are deceiving, my friend, for she was not what she seemed.