I screech as I see the dried blood on my wrist. I remember how this began, it all started when it was my eighteenth birthday.
It was an average day until my mother said that she needed to talk with me, she said it was important. I brush it off like the normal teenager I was as I about to be going out and meeting my friends for a birthday lunch. She seemed worried; now I know why.
I met Chase and Jacob at the close by café. They were acting weird; saying how everything will change now I'm eighteen.
All we did was chat and then Jacob drove me home. But on the way home something strange happened. Jacobs' car became out of control and we hit a pole. I was uninjured but Jacob was another story. He was bleeding severely and he was unconscious. I pulled out my phone and tried to call the emergency services but I was out of range. Worried about Jacob I tried to move myself over to him and see if there was anything I could do to help him. The thought of him being dead entered my mind causing tears to stream down my face. I remember seeing a movie about how if you concentrate enough, you would have the ability to heal people; desperate to save him I tried it. I concentrated and suddenly my hands began to glow and his wound slowly began to heal and Jacob became conscious.
I hugged him as I noticed I felt a liquid of some kind flowing down my arm. I look to see what it was and find 5 horizontal cuts on my right arm with blood dripping out of it. I was scared and worried about what actually happened, I made sure that Jacob was okay then I got out of the car; or what was left of the car and looked around. Fortunately it was actually about a two minute walk away from my house. I started wondering if my mother was going to tell me something about this weird power. I reached my house and swang the door open as I saw my mother look down at my arm and her face began to change. She came up to me and asked what it was and I told her about what happened. She said that she was trying to tell me about this earlier but I didn't care about it, she told me how that when we were born we got assigned a colour; I didn't believe it so I told her to prove it.
Suddenly a bunch of cats appeared out of nowhere; I was confused about what just happened, then I realised; that it must be true. I asked her to tell me what the colours were and what powers were possible. She told me that if you want to activate the power, you had to concentrate hard. Suddenly I heard footprints down the stairs. I went to the stairwell and it was someone that I had not met before. I asked my mother who it was and she started to laugh. I was distressed about what was happening so I ask my mother again. This time she responded, she said that she wasn't actually my mother... She told me to look around; there was blood on the floor. I looked behind the person who was pretending to be my mother to find my real mother lying there; dead. The people started saying about how this was a test but I didn't care. I went over to my mother and started to try to heal her. She started to move... But then everything goes black.
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Truth
FantasyWhat if when you were born you got a colour assigned to you? What if this colour gave you a superpower?