Before I could speak, my parents stomped towards me. I could tell they were angry to which I wanted to go against them.
"AMELIA! What in Gods name are you doing? Stop staring at the boy that I see you've injured and get home to the rage bunker!" My mum was madder at me then my dad and I hated the rage bunker.
The rage bunker was a sort of converted air-raid shelter, that's super strong with reinforced steel I have been in there a few times. Let's just say that I'm not the same in there.
Luckily my dad intervened and calmed her down, "can we just cool off the look I believe this boy can see her; can we be happy for her instead of angry."
I looked at mum she scowled and replied, "yes you're right but she destroyed the church and hurt this boy. You know what she becomes when aggravated, inhuman sort."
I hate it when my parents describe me like that, all that I know is that I want to be seen and be happy. These labels didn't help me with anything, they made me feel worse.
We left the church and I finally spoke to Callum, my voice was quiet and timid "sorry about all this, by the way, my names Amelia I'm 23 and you're the first person other than my parents to see me. I hope we can meet again."
Callum daren't touch me but he welcomed the icebreaker, "eh no worries, Sundays are fun when shit goes down. I'm glad that I'm the first outsider that has seen you, but you should keep those claws, I mean nails filed down as I should go to the hospital now. See ya, Amelia."
I liked Callum, he seemed nice but I did feel sorry sending him for medical help. Its just the word 'claws' he used, it sounded like when I'm enraged my powers change me physically for a few seconds. I try to ignore the thought and get back in the car, I heard my parents argue at me to which I automatically responded with apologies. I looked ashamed which paid off but as I looked up I got a weird goosebump feeling.
It wasn't cold in the car and but before I could say anything, it hit us. I felt the car airbags hit our faces, then I felt the glass shards over my face. I covered my eyes, I was covered in blood but that wasn't the end of it as I heard two large bone snaps.
I wanted to see if my parents were ok but I was trapped as my legs were crushed by the passenger seat. Luckily I could still lean over and check on my parents, I outstretched my hand to the neck artery to check for a pulse.
I felt mums pulse, nothing. I cry and scream as I check dads neck and the same thing as well no pulse. I then lose myself, a scream erupted from my voice as the car inside finally blows up. Somehow I'm still alive and I see my proper form, my hands are large with 5 long razor-sharp claws. I panic as I run from the ruins, luckily I knew where home was but it was no use I gave up and fainted from over-exhaustion.
I dropped to the pavement as I fell to the floor like bricks in water.
What was I going to do, where should I go, all hope is lost. Just what the fuck am I?
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The Eternal Gift
Science FictionSet in modern times, in a quiet english village there lived a woman called Amelia. She lived with her mum and dad in an ordinary street, however Amelia was no ordinary daughter. No she was unique like no other, she was forever invisible. After 23 ye...
