I Used to be normal

Chapter 2

That is until I was jolted awake again by searing pain as someone found me on the floor and moved me in an attempt to stem the flow of blood. She was calling the paramedics in the hope I would survive if they got there in time.

According to the doctors I was dead for 2 minutes before they could revive me. Apparently, a collapsed lung will do that for you, along with a multitude of other problems.

I got lucky. I shouldn't be alive and yet I am. Shot at point-blank range and I still survived. Nothing too important was hit, apart for a lung and my spine. Maybe I'm immortal.

Assassination attempt failed.

I must say that is the closest anyone has got to killing me yet. 3 assassination attempts so far this year and it's only September. Maybe, once I'm out of the hospital I should just go and live in the woods away from anyone and anything. One thing is for sure, I won't be going down alleyways alone anymore or I might end up like Bruce Wayne's parents.

You may be wondering why I am still alive if 3 people have tried to kill me. Well, the first person used what I assumed was a sniper rifle but only grazed my arm, so nothing a bandage couldn't fix. The next person was stupid enough to try and stab me, turns out I run quicker. And you know what happened with the third attempt. So there you go. That is why some people think I'm immortal. To be fair to them I haven't died yet and I really should have.