Humans: Book IV

What are we? We are so many things. We're the the whole universe, bottled up right here into a lifetime. We're imperfect and warm and soft like dirt. We're shimmering and bright and eternal like the moon. What are we? What are we? Humans. Messy, stupid, beautiful humans.

Freaks

I always knew something about me was odd. I always considered myself a freak until I found him, a boy who was just as odd as me. (Based off of X-men Marvel Comics and movies)