Here’s the the thing about me I’m not exactly human. I’ve spent years of my life trying to convince myself that I am human. That I am normal just like everyone else. I’ve joined basic clubs, and made myself average in just about everything Math, English, writing, and science. It’s honestly harder for me to be average then for me to be myself. In reality I am gifted. I not sure what to call my powers or even if they are “gifts”. They came to my life in some of the worst moments I needed them. It was during a robbery I was just a child. The gunmen meant to send a warning shot, but instead he shot at me. I was to little for him to see me. I thought my life was over before it had even began little did I know the bullet would freeze. My life was saved, and from then on my gift continued reoccurring whenever I needed wether it was to pass a test, or pass my driving exam. I don’t know what to do with my gift, but I do know it makes me different. I am not exactly human.
