The Luna we waited for

My name is Jasmine Marie Hartley. Im a senior in high school. Im 17 years old, and im what most would consider a loner. I have an alcoholic foster mother that treats me like s**t. I know nothing about my biological parents and I have no siblings. Im considered the odd ball because I dont generally like conversation with my peers and I get made fun of because of my interest in mythical creatures. I have one person I talk to regularly and thats my guidance counselor Dr. Sam. He doesnt really get me, but he gets me, if that makes sense. He took a particular interest in my life in freshman year when a girl that bullies everyone knocked my books out of my hands on purpose and I flew into a fit of rage, not my proudest moment, considering the panting, blood shot eyeballs and im pretty sure slobber was involved (embarrassing I know) but it did gain me one friend. Since then he talks to me on a very regular basis, about my life at home and all my issues in life in general. After my little incident freshman year I was diagnosed with multiple personalities. The bullies didn't bother me that bad, but it definitely bothered the other woman that lived in my head. Her name was Marcy, and she was a fireball. My 18th birthday is approaching very quickly and I haven't heard much from Marcy, other than to listen to Dr.Sam, she seems to think he always steers us in the right direction, and I have no argument, so I usually do.