Odd one out

Phuokhal's bio

Hello reader, My name is Phuokhal, but call me Phoebe for normalization. I used to live on planet Iwa, no body knows about it. It doesn't exist in the milky way galaxy, and scientists are too lazy to go elsewhere. I am 910 CY's old (cultural years) which translates to 26 in human time. I lived on planet Iwa with both of my parents and my little sister. It was only about the size of California on earth, so It was our own little country. We had our own farm, food, everything. I tended the plants, my dad made the food and my mother cooked the plants, and my sister is too little to do anything. One happy day was ruined, or what we liked to call it, waking hours (we don't have seasons or sun), When our plantation over heated and caught on fire, because I hadn't watered it. Our small little planet, was getting eaten up by vicious flames. Our only option was to flee. We drifted of into the unknown black holes of the earth. We had to stay linked in arms, or else we would float away. I don't quite remember how we went so long without food- it was all a blur. We started getting near the milky way, and my mother and I tried so hard not to let go of each other. The force was strong 24/7, till one day, she fell sleep and let me go. Only I drifted in a solitaire movement, hurdling into the milky way. I was terrified. No food, no company, no connection. It was just me alone in this universe, literally. I miss my family so much. But that's not all. A human space ship recognized me as an unfamiliar object, and took me in. I was kind of glad, and less scared. I thought I could make some connections, tell them my story, ask about my family. But it was then when I realized that the human species was a cruel one. They locked me up, poked me, prodded me, treated me like a viscous monster. When I was only lost. I couldn't understand them, and they couldn't under stand me, but I learned the English language after hearing it so much. But humans are lazy, stupid, and ignorant and they wouldn't allow me to try to tell them what was happening. They took my back to there home planet, earth. Where I was poked, prodded even more in a government research lab. I broke out, with all my force one night. I was so angry with everything that had happened, to let these humans get the best of me. They thought I was their property just because I was different and alone. I escaped, for the first time, out in the real world. I found a trashy hoodie on the ground, alone with some sweat pants, and I started acquiring these human like things. I then realized that you need this so called 'money' in order to get by. I knew I couldn't get a job like this the government would find me, So I stole. I stole wigs, drugs, contacts, clothes, bleach, everything. I knew how to build houses from my planet, so I built myself a cottage in the woods. I look in the mirror one night, and I knew I was ready to go get an education. The human education system is incredibly easy. They only let me skip 4 grades, but I could have graduated at the human age of 14 if I was allowed. Instead, I did at 18. I got a full ride at Washington university, and now I am attending Seattle college at 26 years. I want to become the highest level astrophysicist possible. I want to give the space community some advice, because I probably know more than them. I have been farther into the universe than they ever have, I explored it for 10 years straight. But the biggest reason I want to do this is; I want to find my family.