Not So Normal

Prologue

I was 6 when my doctor discovered a brain tumor. I was terrified when I figured out I would have to go through radiation and other cancer treatments. My doctor and nurses explained to me it was a small enough tumor where I would only have to go through (at the most) four radiation treatments. All were wrong. Spending an entire year in the hospital, I had to miss all of the first grade. During chemo and radiation treatments I spent my days trying to keep up with the schools curriculum. I had only one true friend, Charlotte. She visited me on the days she wasn't busy and when I didn't have treatments, which turned out to be 2-3 days a week. She was sweet and caring. It was nice to have someone else to talk to besides the doctor and nurses. I remember wishing my mom was still alive on the days that Charolette couldnt come and visit me. My mother died in a car crash a year before I was diagnosed. My Father and I are close. I admired him. He palyed father off duty and hero while at the firestation.

During the corse of the long dreadfully boring year at the hospital, I received 7 treatments. Yeah, 7 treatments for a 6 year old who could barely write her name. The upside: the tumor was gone, for now. I could finally return back to being a"normal" person. With of course, a bald head. I was estactic that the hair started growing back before school started up in the fall

When I returned back to school they said I could jump right into 2nd grade since I had already learned all the requirements to pass the 1st grade. On my first day, strange things began happening. I could hear everyone. And not just when they spoke, I mean everything.I was so confused and afraid. As the nerdy little girl I am, I had a hunch it had to do with my tumor. I researched (during library time, of course) about my brain tumor and in turn received important information. Radiation treatments can turn normal brain cells into... Mutated ones. I had my father drive me to the hospital that night. After explaining my perdiciment to the doctors We tested for anything and everything. The staff pulled my father aside to talk yo him, and then talked to me. The news was difficult to accept at first My doctor explained to me what Telepathy was. It's the ability to read other people's mind, without them knowing. To invade their personal thoughts. I'm pretty sure he said more sophisticated words, but after he was done explaining he said these final words. "Brielle, you have the power to read minds!"