THE EYE OF THUNDER

CHAPTER 1

There was a 9 year old with some special eyes that no ONE in the whole world has his eyes were nicknamed as The Eyes Of Thunder.
A day when I was born I wasn't as how normal I could be I mean not like a real person you could say I was abnormal. When I was 6 years old I was in grade 1 and from the first day I was made fun of. it was like a nightmare come true. From that day I was treated like trash and as If I had no feelings.
I had one friend that was treated as me but didd'nt have the same problem her problem was cancer. Now it's 2017 and i'm 9 years old now. And yes I'm still with my Best Friend.
She was with me from the first time we met and I still remember the way that we both first met.
It was the best day of my life ,she was like a sister to me we did everyhing together. She was the best thing that ever happened to me.
When it was my birthday she stayed the whole day with me in my house,we had a lot of fun that day, until my eyes started changing Color  I...I killed my Best Friend it was the worst day of my life, I mean you can't blame me it wasn't my fault it...it was my eyes fault.
But she didn't do anything all she did was look me in the eyes ,but I still can't believe it my Best Friend died because of me.
After that moment I had a flash back of how we met, it all started when I was made fun of in my first day in my new school, she was the only one who helped me, but because of her help she lost all the respect and I felt bad for her, I mean she lost all her popularity just to help me from Bullying I just couldn't thank her enough, it was like a dream come true someone finally stood up for me.
From that day the whole school knew that she had cancer. They all disrespected her it was just awful I mean she was in this school for 4 years and no one knew she had cancer it was the worst day of her life so she came and sat with me, I asked her if she was mad at me and she said she's not, I was really surprised.
After that I went back to the real life finding myself starting at my Best Friend slowly dying. I couldn't move I was too shocked. My parents came in and saw what happened so they called the ambulance. They came and took her and took me cause I just couldn't move from all the shock.
It was like I had no one by my side my parents didn't even know about the bullying. They were surprised after I told them all the truth, it was really embarrassing they acted even worse than I did when my Best Friend died.
From that day they went to the school and had a huge argument with the principal, to the point were the principal gave us our money and kicked us out of the school.
I didn't go to school for a whole year no one excepted me from that day, no school in the country that I lived in. My story was all over the news. From that day I started wearing protection glasses so I don't hurt anyone else. It was horrible I felt like I was being watched everywhere I went.
So, me and my parents decided to go to Canada where I had my cousins living in. Me and my cousins well weren't that friendly with each other, we had a lot of fights. All of that was caused just because I forgot to do a move in a dance that my cousin created.
It was horrible she acted as if I killed the two people who she loves the most, her parents. She held my hair and started to pull it which caused alot of hair to tair in half. Which got me to cut my hair short like REALLY short. It was one of the worst day of my life,when I told my parents about it they told me we were young and that we will get along "wait and see your going to get along" my parents said. I couldn't really believe that. But, I didd'nt have any choice. I was forced to go.
So we booked a flight to Canada and we went to the airplane, the moment I took a step in the plane I knew that my life will get ruined. After 16 hours in the flight we were finally there, I took a deep breath and took a step out of the plane.
Then we took a taxi and took off to their house which was a horrible feeling, I was too afraid of what was gonna happen so I slept to rest my head..
I woke up seeing the villa that my cousins lived in that was the official moment where I lost my respect, and EVERYTHING. We rang the doorbell, I could see the door opening so I took a deep breath and suddenly My brain decided to have a HEART ATTACK. And I blacked out.
After that moment all I could hear was people shouting for help and taking my glasses of and suddenly I opened my eyes, and PUFF!!! Everyone around me was...was DEAD. There were about 30 people there and having the idea of all of them dying slowly is Horrible. I..I just couldn't believe it, the scene was terrible. After that, I realized that I was in a life were anyone that looks me in the eyes dies. After 3 years I became 12. And I kept living with the guilt of "I killed my parents, I killed strangers, I killed my Best Friend , But was it REALLY my fault???". And that was the question that I asked myself everyday for the past three years"was it REALLY my fault???".
I basically lived my life blaming myself , living on the streets for THREE WHOLE YEARS.
People used to pass by and make fun of me that was horrible like don't I have some respect, I don't care if I lived on the street we're all human.
I was struggling to get money to survive. Although I could search for a job to get money but I stopped school 2 years after my parents death, my cousins kicked me out after they thought that my parents death was because of me which it really wasn't.
I searched for a job that will except me but no one did, I felt like I was hopeless, which is the truth.
Then something really surprising happened another homeless man came and sat with me, and so every one started giving me money, food, water. It...It was amazing I couldn't believe my eyes. I acted shocked in front of every single person that gave me money, food or water. But the respect that he got was worse than me, people passed by and no one gave him ANYTHING, but he begged every single person until this guy came and argued with him just because he asked him for some money till the point that he threw his food on the homeless man's head. I was too angry so, I took my glasses of and looked him in the eyes, he suddenly fainted into a coma that caused his death after 1 week I mean how did he not die faster. I...I just feel like a scycopath wanting to kill more people it felt really weird. I mean wanting to kill people just by looking at them in the eyes.
So, I decided to go to a doctor to know if I can cure my problems. I mean, I really needed help you know. Just wanting to kill more people feels wrong. So I took a test and then the results came out and....... to fix my problem I need to pay 400$ for 3 YEARS to be able to cure my problem. I looked at the doctor in shock and in the face that meant I don't have enough money, i'm HOMELESS.
So, the doctor responded by saying "I'm sorry child you look Homeless, I wish I could help you but I can't pay for you 400$ it's too much" then I told him "if you think this is too much, me sleeping on the STREETS will it help, how can I afford 400$ ,I don't understand this world" and ofcorse I had to break down, and I told him all the story of my life, and all he said was "i'm sorry" and he walked away. After that I left the building running through everybody and pushing everyone, almost everyone cursed me for pushing them. Someone came from behind me and asked me why was I in such a rush and why was I crying. All I did was cry even more, suddenly he took my glasses of and made me look at him and....I stared at him with the death stare But he...he didd'nt die, WHAT??. I was told that only my real father and mother won't die from my stare I wanted to make sure that I didd'nt loose my eye power so I decided to look around and every SINGLE PERSON that looked into my eyes slowlyyyy died. Suddenly I remembered my old parents and I questioned myself were they my real parents.
I couldn't believe that my real...real parents abondened me and ofcourse why was I such an idiot I should've figured out that they weren't my parents. Why did I blame myself for 3 WHOLE YEARS for no reason. Well, technically it was for a reason but I lived my whole life in the guilt of killing my FAKE parents. And so I realized that every single time I killed someone a thunder storm occurred. And so I finally knew that my eyes had a shape of THUNDER!!. It was just horrible, I mean how was I so blind it's my eyes not anyone else's I'm just making no sense. And my thoughts flew to the day that my best friend got killed and yes...it was when my eyes started changing colour. But that was before 3 years, that's when it all made sense. When my best friend died I never looked at the mirror from that day. That's when I came back to the real life seeing myself lying on the floor and everyone was around me. When I opened my eyes I immediately looked away and screamed "if you want to die come and look me in my eyes". And yes everyone went.
I just felt as lonely again. But at least I didd'nt have to kill anyone anymore right or am I wrong.....
After what happened I stood up and wore my glasses and hugged my father then I asked him about my mother, he said "I don't know, she's your mother not mine" and then I asked him if he ever abounded his child and he said"uh... Why are you asking me, but yes I did" and then I said "because you are my father" he was shocked and he asked"are you sure cause I abounded my child before 12 years and he wasn't homeless, good people came and took him" and I told him my story and he hug...hugg...he hugged me MY FATHER HUGGED ME, MY REAL FATHER. But, how was he was so okay with me having this problem, I mean at least I know that he will not get affected because of my problem.
He told me that my mother will be so happy when she knows that I found you, she's going to be so proud of you. And I looked at him with the confusion expression and I said "how on EARTH Is she going to be proud of ME I killed people ALOT OF PEOPLE" . Then my dad said "Did you mean it???" With me hearing his words it surprised me someone finally believed in me I kept looking at my father and then I bursted out with tears. After I calmed down my dad took me to his house, OUR house and then we waited and waited and waited and my mom still didd'nt come, suddenly we got a phone call from the hospital saying that the place where my mom was, there was a huge thunder storm and that my mother was involved in a car crash, yes I did blame myself while my dad and I were rushing to the hospital both crying. When we finally reached the hospital there still was a thunder storm that amazingly stopped when I got out of the car. All I could see with my glasses on was car accidents, blood more blood and more blood. I was speechless, I felt dizzy all I was thinking of was "if I didd'nt come what would've happened, if I wasn't born non of these innocent people would've died" all I remembered was falling into a black screen and hearing wind even stronger than the first one. I walk up in the hospital and the storm started to calm down, I looked around me all I was able to see with my blury eyes was people rushing to emergency room's, hearing people shout, scream and cry that was the worst moment I've ever lived in, so I decided to do the right thing by covering my eyes with a piece of cloth that I will never open all I wanted to do was STOP killing people and If that required becoming blind I still would do it, because I do not want to kill more innocent people. Doing what I had in mind just felt so right, I finally found a solution...