I fall and I break down. So I may be "Special" but really people think I'm invincible. I Hurt, I Fall, I die. I'm just a Human! Sometimes everyone just needs a hug. My name is Chance Harper Roe other know as "The Special One." If you could see me right now in rolling my eyes. I'm 13 and live in a secret Lab because I'm considered an "Alien." I have a small bedroom with anything you would call boring. The think I'm colour blind, which by the way I am not! So they give me everything grey, and I'm not joking everything! So we'll I want to start a the beginning, not like when I was born but when I was let's say six.
"Chance. Gym class not window watching!" My tracer yells at me which is totally normal considered I barley participate. I turn my head in her direction and get smacked In the race with the dodgeball. I can feel my face getting hotter. "Who threw that?" I yell over the busy screams. No answer. "Who threw that?" I call louder. Still no respond I scan the room. "Who threw that?" I scream and stomp my foot sending a cool chill throw my body, it doesn't go away so I open my eyes. I'm surrounded by ice. I scream loudly sending a burst of wind through the room pushing some kids against the wall. I sit down in the corner and place my knees up to my chest rocking myself gently. A teacher tries to come close to me but is blocked by fire. I let a tear drip out. A scared, Lonely, Crying six year old. Eventually I hear sirens. I wipe my tears trying to look brave they hold up guns. There trying to tell me something but all I hear is "come here come here." I stand up and walk foreword a cop grabs my arm then a force field comes up faster then I could blink. I take back my hand, bullets fire, all bouncing off my force field. I cry myself asleep, and this begins my life filled of misery, death and crying.
