No, Im not human

Chapter 1

Hi, My name is Autumn and my family knows that I'm not a normal child.

When I was born, I never cried. When I was 4 months, I opened my eyes for the first time. When I was 5 months, I was potty trained. When I was 6 months, I took my first steps and when I was 2, I was well behaved. I have never cried, I never whined, and never spoke unless spoken to.

I was the perfect child. My parents took me into many doctors and hospitals and anyone who could tell them what was wrong with me, nobody knew. But we all knew I was not normal.

Then, my family put me in an mental hospital when my wings started to grow. I figured out how to hide them from the doctors, so they don't experiment on me.

I was always afraid that if they found out that I'm an angel, (I  don't like to say that word), that they would want to experiment on me. Its like the myth of mermaids, they think they don't exist, but they do. I know because I communicate with them when I'm near water, but that's not important.

-----------------2 years later----------------

Today is my last day in the insane asylum. It has been 2 years, and the doctors had told my parents that I'm completely normal. They will be here in about an hour.

"Hey Rob?"  I look up to the camera that is in the corner of the room.

"Yea?" He speaks into the mic that is connected to my room.

"May I go use the potty? I wish to go." I am only 5 years old and I have been told that I am the most polite.

"Yes, sweetheart. Come up to the office, I will be there to escort you."

"Thank you, Rob." I say up to the camera, once again, and walk to the door. The door buzzes and clicks. I then take a step forward to grab the door handle. I walk through the doors and go into the only door in the hallway. It leads to a set of stairs, which go to the office that Rob is in. I knock on the door to the office.

I wait patiently until he comes and opens the door for me. Once he opens it,  he extends an arm, telling me I'm welcome in. I nod my head in thanks and say "Thank you, Rob."

"You're quite welcome. Okay, Lets go to the potty." He says to me in a mocking childish tone. When he walks, he has a slight hop in his step. I can tell he is happy, I must ask, it would be impolite if I don't do so.

"Rob?" I ask, quiet enough so he can hear me and so I  wont disturb other patients, as we walk down the hallway. I hold my hands in front of me and tilt my head towards him, still walking.

"Yes, ma' darlin'?" He asks, still looking ahead, for the turn to the bathroom.

"Why are you so happy? I don't mean to intrude, but you seem like you are in a very pleasant mood."

He starts to walk normally again but doesn't speak. He clears his throat and opens his mouth, but nothing comes out, so he closes it once again.

I turn my head back to the hallway we are going down. "I am terribly sorry, Rob. I knew I shouldn't have asked. I am so very sorry. Please accept my apology?" (Yes, I do use big words. The only thing I could do in my room there was read, so I read anything and everything I could, mostly dictionaries.)

"No, no, no. Don't be sorry, love. Its just that you are the first one to ask me all day." He has that slight hop in his step again. I'm glad I didn't anger him. "Well, My wife and I have been trying to have a baby," He hesitates " and we just got our results from the doctor today. She hasn't opened the letter yet because she wants me to be there with her." He jumped a little higher during the last sentence.

I think for a minute about a dream I had last nite.

***FLASH BACK TO THE DREAM***

There is a sound of a crying baby. I come closer. Wait, it isn't a baby, its a woman. I go behind her and see she is holding a paper. The front door opens, no, the front door slams against the wall.  I assume the person who had just slammed the door against the wall, heard the woman crying.

He appears in the doorway. Rob? He rushes to her side and pulls up a chair.

He wraps one arm around her shoulder and he places his hand on her shoulder closest to him. He looks at her face and looks where her gaze meets a single sheet of paper. The envelope and the envelope opener sit on the ground by the woman's feet.

He starts to speak to her, "Rebeccaa? Rebeccaa, whats wrong?!"  The woman, Rebeccaa, lets go of the paper, with her left hand, the one closest to Rob. He grabs the paper from her hand and reads it.

I look over his shoulder to read what the paper says, it reads

June 09, 2005

Dear Rebeccaa Rowland,

I am very sorry to inform you, but your results were inconclusive. It seems you have had a miscarriage with your baby. This information is a surprise to us, as well. We are terribly sorry and offer support if needed.We all wish you the best of luck.  -Dr.William

Rob starts to tear up too. Rebeccaa looks to be about a month pregnant. I start to tear up too. It is their first baby that they have actually gotten close to. I need to help somehow.

I walk around to the front of her chair and kneel down by her knees. I place both of my hands on her legs. I extend my wings behind me, and point them up. I run my hands up and down her thighs, about 2 inches away from her knees. I then place my hands on her stomach.

I can feel the baby. It has no heartbeat. The tips of my wings start to move towards her, as they extend over my head. I slow down the pace to place my wings together, as one, as they come closer to her forehead.

Once the tips of my wings are placed on her forehead, everything stops. everything comes to a complete stop. Nothing moving, Nobody breathing ( except me), and the crying ceased.

I look up and her face is pale. Rob is gone and we're in a white room. She is still sitting on the chair she was on before. I look up at her, and she looks down to me.

She places her hands on top of mine.

There is a massive symphony of light, dancing from my wings. Glitter, sparkles, sparks, fireworks, and ribbons of light, wrapping around me and Rebeccaa. I connect my eyes with hers again and the light brings us closer together. I stand, and so does she, my wings still connected with her forehead. She mouths the words ''Thank you'' to me and grabs ahold of my hands.

Her feet slowly start to drift up from the ground. She lets go of my hands when we are no longer in arms reach. I stare up at her and place my hands back to my sides.

***END OF DREAM***

I snap back to reality when we reach the bathrooms. I walk in and leave Rob outside the door. I use the restroom and go back out to Rob.

I take his hands immediately and look up into his eyes. "Don't worry, be happy."

We walk back to my room in silence. I can tell that he was thinking really hard about what I said to him in the hallway.

A/N Edited 4.18.14