Freakshow

Prologue

I screamed and punched the bathroom mirror, sharp pain erupted through my knuckles as shards of glass pierced my skin. Pieces of shiny, reflective glass rained down into the dirty sink that I stared into, my lungs begging for air. I looked up at the broken mirror and saw the reflection of my eyes. Their once beautiful hazel color was glazed over and held a crazed look, the look of a madman. I was becoming a shell of a person, not quite dead but not quite alive either. I had to be my new found powers... that would explain all the vioces and scattered thoughts, I was becoming a monster and it was all their fault.