One Of My Kind

When Calum Hood was 3 years old, his parents told him he had a wild imagination. Because he talked to the wind, the stars sang to him, and fairies played with him. He had eyes that normal people can't see themselves in, but they can see who they truly are inside, and he can read minds in a way you would never expect. He reads feelings, and sings so beautifully. A couple years later the stars stopped singing to him, the fairies stopped playing with him, but the wind still spoke to him, but in a more unusual way. The wind spoke words he didn't understand. He thought he was crazy. When he was 13 children teased him. But one day an old man told him that he wasn't crazy and there were 3 more boys like him. Little did he know that the three boys were his brothers until his mother told him. When he turned 18 he set out to find his brothers. On his journey he discovers a world full of beautiful unique creatures. He understands the wind, he can hear the stars song. But when he meets his brothers he finds out there is something wrong, but yet so right, he couldn't understand.