Zodiac Children

Chapter 1

The air was biting my skin as I stood on my back porch. I was looking up at the stars when I felt the over whelming feeling of wanting to go home. "But I am home.", I thought to myself. I shivered when a cold blast hit me. I decided it was time to button up my sweater. A very over sized one at that, it had the habit of keeping me warm. Sometimes too warm. That didn't bother me much. I'm always cold. Just then my phone went off with a blaring sound. That's my alarm. I look up at the sky to see any sign of falling stars. At first glance, there's nothing. A minute later something sparks in the sky. Quickly I reach for my telescope and peered through it. In the night sky was hundreds of light streaks appearing and disappearing in a second. The storm of falling light only lasted for a few minutes. Once again the sky was quiet. There were only stars that were still hinged in the sky to illuminate the black canvas of night. I glanced at my pocket watch. It's 2 am. I should be asleep. I'm not very tired though. I could sit out here and stare up at the night sky for hours. The stars were a second home for me, sometimes it felt like they're my true home. I long to be up there with the planets and nebulas, searching for answers, making new discoveries. Sadly, I'm stuck on earth. A planet where most people don't appreciate what the universe has to offer or don't understand that the world is much greater than what we think. I check my telescope one last time. There I see my favorite planet, Saturn. A strange feeling takes over me, like I'm meant to be somewhere else. A feeling of sadness and emptiness and yet, hope. I try to shake it off but, I can still feel it. This happens every time I look up to see Saturn. It's why it's my favorite planet. I only get this way when I see or think about it. This may sound silly but, I feel a special connection to Saturn than I don't with any other planet. This is where I get my strongest feelings of homesick. I don't know why I think I'm from another planet, I was born here right on earth. Even though there's no record of me being born. I'm adopted. I was found in the debris of a meteor shower. They took me to the hospital to get be cleaned up, but I had no damage what so ever. I was a perfectly healthy baby. No more than 8 months I could've been. When the news came out that a baby was found, everyone was raving. Several articles were made about calling me the ,"Meteor baby". Most of them making a horrible pun between meteor showers and baby showers. Some even said themselves I could be from space. Of course not many believed in those theories. I don't look like your classic alien. Instead of narrow oval eyes I have big round brown ones. My skin isn't grayish-green either. I'm pale actually, I can never seem to tan. I live in California too. I'm not bald. I have hair, plenty of it. Thick brown hair. Down to my elbows it goes. I have a nose too. It's small though. My head shape isn't oval either, my head is shaped normally, like any other humans. My body itself is very human like. No signs of alien life in me, except for the unwavering need to return home to the stars. That's one thing I can't figure out. Why do I feel like this? Why do the stars call to me? The other thing I wish I could learn is, who are my birth parents? Why did they abandon me? Are they even alive? Did they die in the meteor shower? Seems unlikely. Looks like I have more questions then what I thought. Glancing down at my pocket watch to see what time it is, I notice how much the metal shines when illuminated by the stars. I guess my birth parents had a thing for Saturn too, as its picture is engraved on the back of it. Funny story about this pocket watch, I was found wearing this. When they put me on the news, in hopes of finding my birth parents. They added "wearing a pocket watch" to the list of characteristics. No one claimed me though. I did receive a lot of prayers and gifts from strangers. 1 months after being found, it was decided I should be put up for adoption. So there I was, now 9 months old, laying in a cradle, waiting for some childless couple to take me into their arms. It didn't take long. By the time I was a year old a young couple, the mother being unable to have a child, saw me and knew I was the baby for them. The papers were all filled out and I was quickly given to my new family. They're nice people. Never hit me or staved me. So I guess I should be happy. I just can't shake this feeling of something not being right. Like I've forgotten something, something important. I need to remember it soon. I don't know why but, I feel like, some special event is going to happen soon and I will be needed. A time when everything will change and all my questions will be answered. A time of astronomical change, and I will be part of it.