We're (Not) All Normal

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Aswang- A creature originally from the Philippines that has traits from a vampire, shape-shifter, and spell-caster. 

Focus. You can do this. It's easy, really. Just try to focus. This is what I tell myself as I try to move the pencil on dresser. Come on, come on. "I give up, Alex!" I groan. "Its impossible!" "No it's not! Watch." I watch as he moves the pencil and starts to write, only with his mind. "You just need practice. I couldn't move a feather until I was 19." He says, trying to help me not give up. "Ugh. But I'm 18 in two weeks!" I cried, "I give up!" "No you can't just give up! Now, I have to go, but you can practice without me. You'll get there one day, kiddo. Trust me." He says as I watch him disappear into thin air. My name's Andy. I live in New York City, a few blocks away from Times Square. The building where my family and I live has 70 floors. We're on floor 65. I know, we seem rich, but we're not. We're actually just a middle class family, but friends with the owners of our building. I look out my window to the beautiful, lively, astounding streets of the city. I couldn't imagine living anywhere else. I love it: the noises, the lights, the food, the people, everything! Alex is my mentor, he's supposed to help me learn to use my aswang abilities and teach me about this new, weird, psychotic life.  I decide to go to sleep since its 1 AM and I have school in a few hours. Ugh. Monday. I try to think of some ways to try to move objects as a slowly drift off the sleep.