Born

1. Born this way

Being secluded is bad enough as 'being human'. But have you ever been secluded because the government didn'd want you near the 'normal' humans or they wanted you to serve in their military? No, of course not, cause your not a born. "You aren't made this way, your born this way." That's what they always tell you. Well I'm here to tell you, it's the truth. This is a story that was born to be told, and to share it's point of view, rather than the false rumor and gossip.

Samantha Jane Walker, or Sam, twin to Amanda Louise Walker, or Manda, daughter to Janna and Greg Walker. Born May 17th, 2000. She had the grades at an average of 3.8. She attends Anti-bully clubs, and happens to be President of each club. Has a soft spot for music,art and cant get enough of nature. I guess you could say I sound like a perfect child right? No, your totally off, "Don't judge a book by it's cover." I dont't think perfect people hear people miles away, can read minds, and have senses that are 10x stronger than most. I definitely don't think 'normal' humans can hear people talking in their head...and I don't talk about it because of how stupid I would look to the 'normal' people and everyday I feel like I'm going insane or that the world is insane and I'm that only one sane. But I don't think the sane hurt themselves, giving them pain from cuts, burns and bruises. Surely not...I have no idea anymore, I mean, even my sister seems to take care of herself fine. I mean even if we look alike she's still the popular one. The cheerleader and softball player, the prep, the one who ALWAYS dresses up, you know those types of people. Not saying that all people are like that, but a lot are especially my sister. Very self-centered and like to talk a lot about people. I myself love art,music and comfortable clothes, you know usually tank tops, sweatpants, and my addiction to hooded long sleeve T-shirts. But being "tomboyish" was not the thing as a freshman in High School. I don't understand why I can't express myself, it just doesn't make sense to me. I've always had a fasination of lions; no one knows why but this was an addiction that was know as love; and addiction impossible to break.

"Sam let's go! We're late!" yells my sister from down the stairs. I stare at the ceiling and wonder why my alarm clock didn't go off this morning. It's 7:45, I slept through both alarms set for in cases I don't wake up (like today) but for some reason I slept more heavy than usual.

School starts in 5 minutes and we live 15 minutes away...

"Crap." I tell myself.

" Alright I'm hurrying!" I yell to her to ensure her I'm awake.

"I don't care we're late and I'm leaving!" We both have hardships and we're about to be sixteen next year, so our parents bought us this car we were 'supposed' to share but I guess you see where that deal went. She leaves for school and my parents aren't home since we don't have to be driven to school anymore. I decided to call a city cab to take me to school since I would be even more late if I walked. The cab arrived to my house fifteen minutes after the call. I get in and tell him my destination. I start to hear the voices in my head again. This time they aren't talking like usual; they are yelling at a constant rate. Something about a war that was happening very soon, and that they weren't prepared for it. As I'm listening to the conversation in the cab the the voices sensed my eavesdropping.

"I laugh at the fact that you think that we can't tell your listening."

"Shut it Arth."

"Lional..."

"Not here."

As I start to open my mouth to talk back I realize how stupid I would seem. But the two voices already knew that.

"Sam talk to us through your mind." the voice says gently.

This is ridiculous. I thought to myself.

"Not exactly, just in this moment it is since a human is around." says the voice.

But I'm human.

"Yes and no." says the voice again.

What do you mean? I have two human parents and one of them gave birth to me and my human sister!

"Just relax Sam geez." says the second voice.

I'm just talking to my self conscience right? One of you is the bad and good one right? I say through my mind.

"Over time things will be explained." says the second voice.

"He's right Sam." says the first voice.

It just doesn't make sense. I'm talking to imaginary figures, no, thoughts, you ARE NOT real.

"Ouch." says the second voice.

I finally arrive at school forty-five minutes late due to the traffic and the cab being late. I leave the driver with the money needed for the pay of my trip; I thank him and enter the school campus.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Thank you for reading the first chapter of the "Born series"! Yes, this is my first story on Wattpad but this is just the beginning, as the story progresses it gets way better! Leave a review and vote please!