Animal I have become - me (e book reader pc txt) 📗

I've been on my own since I was thirteen. I had to go through something that no child should ever have to go through, I buried my parents before their time. I had been in a car accident that killed both of my parents. Leaving all alone in this world.
Those people in the big offices Houston tried putting me into foster care, but I Kept running away. I guess they got tired of trying to keep track of me, and just put in my file that i was emancipated.
That was perfectly fine with me.
As younge child my parents put me through boxing. Even at the age of thirteen i was known for my skills. Being a boxer helped me in the streets, often I had to protect. Then after a few months after I met this old man. He taught me how to use knives, swords, and an assortment of other useful weapons. No person to this day has been able to best me. And i highly doubt there ever will be.
I had the same dream again. The one were my parents had died.
We were listening to music, talking about the up coming school dance. I was excited because we were going to pick out a dress.
The next thing I know two bright lights are heading straight for us. They slam into the side of our car, t-boning us. Sending a shower of sparks and a waterfall of glass everywhere.
I looked around wildly. It was as if the whole world had turned upside down. I then realized that it was that car that had turned upside down.
I crawled out of the car being careful not to cut myself.
The next thing I know theres spark in the corner of my eye, and I'm being thrown across the road.
I always have that dream when things are going to get bad. I always loved when that happened. It gave me a chance to unwind and relax.
But something about that dream felt a little off. I could only wonder this time what the dream would bring to mean.
I get out of my bed and looked at myself in the mirror.
I had long wavy brown hair that curled at the ends. I had a nice lean body, with a carmel tan, with violet eyes. In other words i looked nothing like my mother or father. It never really bothered me to ask them, so I never did.
I put on my usual outfit of black converse, black skinny jeans, black tank top, black slim fit tee, and a black hoodie.
You hardly ever caught me wearing anything else. This was the best way i found to blend into the back grounf. The best best way to stay unnoticed.
I left my house feeling slightly happy. I walked the short distance from here to school.
Once in the school I went straight to my locker and got the books that i needed for the day.
A note fell from within my locker. I picked it up and read it out loud. "Freak"
"What an original name, I love it." I crumpled up the paper and tossed it into the trash can.
People bumped into me, I ignored it completly. Everybody blamed me for my parents dying, and for strange things that have happened afterward. Saying I had some 'freaky' powers. That might be true, because when ever I get upset things tend to go flying. But that hasn't in six months.
I was in my own little world thinking about buying a spider motorcyle. I wasn'y paying attention to my surroundings, and I walked right into someone. Causing me to fall flat on my butt.
I stood back up quickly. Bruushing off the back of my jeans. "Sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you. I wasn't paying attention." I walked right past not even bothering to see who i bumped into.
But I heard the voice of who that body belonged to. Or at least a friend. "Ash, the freak touched you. Better count you blessings."
"Yeah, I know. Can't have me dieing during football season." He said laughing.
Ash was short for Ashton. He was class president, student council president, football captain, quarter back, and star of the track and soccer teams. He was the it guy. The guy everbody wanted to be seen with. He was known for being cruel to the people he thought were beneath him. The truely sad part of that is he just moved here six months ago.
I never thought of him more than a nuscience. He had especially made my life worse. Before he came here I blended in to the background. Whenever he had the chance, he would make my life a living hell.
So I tried to avoid him whenever possible. Hopefully I could make it throught the rest of today.
I walked into my noisy biology class and sat down.
Clanking, tip tap, was the sound of our teachether walking down hallway. The class qieted as she neared. She had the personality of a cobra ready to strike. She was always wound up. And she always seemed to take her anger out on us. Not that I minded, she actually liked me. I was one of the few students she did like.
She stood infront of the class assing us. Probably deciding who she was going to send to the office first.
"Today class we are going to be disecting frogs." Cheers went up from the guys, and groans from the girls. "Quiet down. I know many of you haven't done this assignment before. So I'm going to give you to oppurtunity not to. But if you choose the alternate, you must write a five page essay on the anatomy of frogs. And I want it turned in the day after tomorrow. Now- Begin."
I tied my hair up into a pony tail. And got to work. I was so into it I didn't notice that the teacher was talking to me. "Yes, sorry. What did you say?"
"We have a new student in class. And he needs a place to sit, do you mind?"
I kind of deflated. She was one of the few people who were nice to me. And it was the least I could do. "Tell him to come on back. But to stay out of my way. I'm getting a hundred on this."
She smiled and went to the front of the room. And I went back to work. I heard a grunt, so I looked up. It was Ash. My day was getting better and better. "Great. I get stuck with the douche." I muttered and went back to work.
"Well you don't have to be so rude freak. I'm just talking."
I looked him square in the eyes. "Stop calling me freak." He waled even closer to me.
There was a crack and then the breaking of glass. The beaker that held the water had exploded. "You know what they say about me right?"
"Yeah that you're a freak. And you killed your parents." Nobody brought up my parents without getting hurt.
I could feel the heat rising up my body, blood rushing in a heated frenzy.
All around me glass shattered going everywhere. The frogs exploded sending guts in all directions. The girls screamed, trying to get the guts out of their hair.The boys just laughed. "Wrong answer." All the glass, scapels, anything sharp and pointed rose into the air.
It flew straight towards ASh, stopping mere centimeters from his face. "Do you want to apologize?"
"Your little magic tricks wont work on me." The glass and most of the scapels fell to the ground with a clank.
One stayed in the air and went right into his right shoulder blade. "You bitch." He pulled out the scapel.
I grabbed my things and ran to the window and jumped out. I ignored the shouts of the campus police telling me to stop. I ran all the way to my special place.
I sat against the wall breathing haevily. I rubbed my arms feeling the scars. I wanted to cut myself again, but I couldn't for a number of reasons. The cops were bound to be looking for me now.
I got up and walked down the alley way. I was going to have to move again. This was going to have to move again. And I just got back home. This was going to be tough.
I walked by a dumpster and two men stepped in front of me. "Little miss you've come to play." Said one of the guys.
"Don't mess with me, I'm not in the mood." I stopped and looked at them.
"That's not how you play the game. were going to have to teach you.
Both men came at me from opposite sides. "Yall don't want to do this." I dropped my bag on the ground.
The two me laughed and continued to advance. I reached into my pocket to grab my knife, when I remembered I left it at home. The day was getting better and better.
"You don't know what we want Little miss. But its about high time we got it."
I kicked one in the head, causing him to go flying backwards. I prepared for the next guy. "Leave now while you still have the chance." The other took a stepforward, but then stopped. I guess he took my threat seriously. When he stopped he smiled. "Little miss, that's a very bad idea. You're coming with us."
Just then I heard foot steps behind me, but I didn't stop fast enough. He hit me upside the head. Sending me to the ground, stunned. My vision went in and out, black spots everywhere. "You see Little miss, you should have just listened. We saved you this pain."
I felt my brain throbbing against my skull. It felt like an epic hangover. It didn't feel broken, But I couldn't be sure. I could have a concussion. That din't stop my smart alike remarks. "I'll be fine in a moment. Just stay here so I can kick your ass."
"Yeah right Little miss." they picked me up and dragged me through a door. "Your ours now. So no runnng away. Am I clear?"
Where were those powers when you needed them? Not here apparenty. "I've got to tell you something Mr. I'm not normal. Just let me go and save yourself the agony."
He just smiled. He threw me against a wall. I just slummped there trying to ignore the pain in my head. "We don't care if your not normal. People pay for that kind of stuff."
I realized what they wanted me for. They thought I was going to become one of their little whores. "I'm not going to be one of your whores. Might as well beat me."
"I'll take you upon that offer." He came towards me slowly. "Any last words?"
"Yeah." At the top of my lungs I screamed. "HELP!"
"You little bitch." He came at me and everything went black.
I was floating in a world of darkness. No where for me to go. An unshapable land. Nothing was wrong, and the world was just great. And I was finally happy.
Then it seemed as if the darkness began to come inside of me. My seemingly happyworld went away. I was struggling to stay afloat. My life was going down into the world of darkness.
My body going cold and dark. Now I was finally at an end. I was no more.
In the darkness abright light descended upon me. Sending away the