Why Me?

part 6

About a month later, I gained a freaking amazing recovery. Since then, I have not had to wait very long for any injury to heal (if I gain one). I wandered for two hundred years. Finally, I went out to some lonely little town that was in the middle of no where, and made my home there. It was called Demoa, and was in the north of Canada. Finding that I had a major connection with this little city, I stayed.

Occasionally, I would intervene with their lives, trying to see if anyone noticed me. Unfortunately, no one ever did. I never understood why this was; I only knew that they did not know that I was right in front of them. I never bothered to ask anyone. What were they going to tell me, that I was crazy? Of course people saw me. I just never stuck around long enough to let them comprehend it.

However, one day, the Tooth Fairy, otherwise known as Tooth, asked me how I was doing. On that particular day, a little girl, Amber (She was my favorite. I liked to follow her around to different places, from school to home. For some reason, I felt like I had a responsibility over her.), had walked right through me.

"How do you think I am? No one can see me, and I don't know why. They haven't been able to see me for the past year that I have been here. What am I supposed to do? I cannot live like the rest of you- everyone believes-" I cut myself off. I think that Tooth realized that I had figured it out. "They don't believe in me?"

"I'm afraid so..." I was then left alone. Left alone, wondering what there was for the children to believe in. How I could get people to believe in me. If I was alone. I then realized that I was alone. All of the Guardians were believed in. There were no others like me. I wondered whether to be depressed or happy about that. It meant that I was special. In my own way, I learned to accept it.

Sandman walked up to me. He made pictures of the moon. He walked off.

Next, Santa stomped over to me. "Get up."

"Why?" Since that day, Mrs. Claus told me over and over that I could get hurt. None of the Guardians could, but I had the ability to be hurt. She had guessed over and over as to why this was.

"I think we have an answer." With that, we both nearly ran to Mrs. Claus' office.