Imagine a World Like That

Day 1 (Journal)

It's my 1095th day running from them. I've traveled to Europe with a disguise to not be noticed by any undercover people. I miss my family and my friends a lot back in New Orleans where their souls stay in peace. It's a different story for me compared to everyone else.

See, the world got divided. The normal ones, the hybrids, and the bad ones. I was considered one of the 'bad ones' since I had super human abilities compared to most of everyone on this planet. I have telekinesis, sixth sense, and i can read peoples auras. My family told me to keep the secret to myself otherwise i'd be captured by the 'bad guys' as my mom put it when i was 6. I grew up with friends that didn't know but I got caught one day by them and they went to tell their parents which lead the parents to call 'The Organization'. My family hid me in the floor boards of our house to protect me from the bad guys. I remember trying to breathe calmly until I heard those gunshots fire in the house which made me shake. When I heard nothing in the house, I climbed out and cried on my mother's body. it hurt me so badly but i knew what i had to do now. Run. Run away for as long as I can until the day I die. I don't know how I haven't been caught yet by them. They've been searching for me for 3 years and they still haven't found me. I know they'll never give up on me though because I still hear conversations when undercover.

Right now, I'm sitting in an old abandoned house in Manchester, UK. I'm getting tired of running, i've been running for my whole life and i've never gotten any breaks.

I scribbled on the paper to erase the part of me revealing my location in my journal. If anyone found this Journal, they'd only find my feelings because i'm not revealing any location to where I would be. I closed my journal for the day and slid it into my backpack. It's full of weapons pencils, and disguises for when i need to go out. Nothing too fancy. I know I have telekinetic abilities but fighting is more fun with weapons and it's less painful. I put my blonde hair wig on and lots of bad makeup to make myself look like a drunkie coming from a bar. The red dress and heels were the final touch to my look making me look convincing enough. I stumbled into the cheap gas station to grab myself some water and food for the next long journey I have. The cashier seemed convinced and the money I had was from pick pocketing rich business people walking around New York. He checked my items out and i stumbled back out of the store to the car I stole randomly in France. No one seemed to notice so I don't see the big issue with stealing in the first place.

I drove for a bit while eating my bbq chips thinking to myself. I was thinking about how betrayed I was after my friends told their parents. All of this wouldn't have happened if it wasn't for them, and they're probably living their best life back at home knowing they killed my family. I still miss my friends everyday though. They seemed like true and real friends who would never leak any secrets to anyone, but I was wrong. I, right now, am still lonely in this cruel world who's out to get me still. Sometimes I just wish I could get taken by the Organization so I wouldn't be so lonely all the time. There are times when I love being alone also. Like I sometimes see stupid people in the world who act like children to their significant other. I'm pretty thankful in that situation for now but I know that i'll never be able to date anyone or be friends with anyone ever again. No one will love me for my abilities and shun me out like everyone else did. I distracted my thoughts by turning on the radio to calm my nerves.

"BREAKING NEWS: We just got insight that hybrids of the bad and good people are developing strong powers and might take over the world any minute-"

I turned the radio off. See how stupid people sound? hybrids are the only people that can pass for being normal but now they can't even accept that. What is wrong with them? I knew that I was probably the only extreme case out in the world right now but it seems like people are distracting themselves from me and going after the hybrids now. I felt myself tense up a bit which always made my abilities more heightened so I have to be careful right now, and especially at night around houses. Anyone could call the Organization and they'd come in a second to bust my ass and take me to their hideout. I turned to a music station and listen to some of my childhood jams from elementary school before all of this happened.

I felt soothed and happy again from this specific song playing called "Ill be there" by Michael Jackson. It reminded me of my childhood movie "Free Willy" which is where my love of orcas came into play. My matching Orca tail necklace is still in my backpack along with the other tail I had taken from my mom's body that day they all got killed, it was the only valuable thing I cared about for now. My life isn't the best but I know that my mom is always watching down on me and still encouraging me to keep going so I never get caught. The little voice of hers always replays in my head from the last words she said to me.

"You are the bravest girl i've ever known Amber. I love you. and run... as fast as you can."

I started crying a bit until I heard a big thud that hit my car right in front of me. I'm hoping I didn't just kill a person... or even worse, an animal...