Today is just another day; at least, that is how it seems to Kayla. She is different from most humans I have been trapped within. She is able to feel my presence, hear my thoughts on occasion. My most common way of communication with her is her visions. She is quite receptive. However, she was not always this way. There was a time before her first exposure to the unnatural world in which she didn’t realize that I was within her.
She doesn’t really know me, but she knows her abilities. Only in recent moments that she became aware that I am a being different from her own. I was the son to an angel, something unique on its own, but I was a curse. When I died I was unable to join the world beyond this one. Instead I find myself being born over and over within other beings. Only very few have I been able to get through. Kayla was different than all of them.
Born as the first child, her parents shortly divorced. Her mother took custody and moved with her daughter to the northern state of New York. Slowly she grew. She has overcome many difficulties throughout the years. Despite the lack of understanding, she handled everything with a quiet ease. She never mentioned her sensitivity to anyone without trust, which she lacked greatly. I understand why, and I do what I can to remove her pain. I am a part of her, so when she hurts, I hurt.
Sometimes it's frustrating when she doesn't get what I'm trying to tell her. I spend hours upon hours warning her of dangers, but she is stubborn. She only believes in what she sees. Soon she'll see and I'll bet my dead soul that she'll regret it. Still, I try. I feel like its my duty to protect her, or try at the very least. Even when she tells me to get lost I won't. Not because I'm being ignorant, but because I really can't. So I'll admit that sometimes I push my luck with her , but she knows I am only messing around.
She is typically a quiet girl, but is terrible with secrets. Luckily, she has few friends to tell. So far only one of them knows. there is one person who knows i'm there. I am content knowing that Kayla will not tell anyone else, at least not at this time. She is considering telling one other, but i know what will happen. She doesn't like it when I pester her, but she knows I have my reasons, even if she has no clue.
After all we have been through, I really just want her to be happy, although I confess that this wasn't always the case. In the begining it was all her fault, like everyone else. She wouldn't undestand anything and if she were to understand it would take probably a few weeks at minimum to piece it together. It wasn't for quite sometime that she was able to finally get an instant connection with me.
Now i'm just hovering over, despite my power, clueless of what is soon to come.
