Deceiving You

Mylle, my name is Mylle. I am different from the rest of them, I feel it in my veins, my blood, my heart. I never asked for it, I never asked to be different, but it just happened to me. It hasn't been a problem for a long time, no one noticed my little differences. No one noticed how my voice could trick or how my stare could ignite. I am probably the only one who isn't a Christian, I don't believe in one God, I believe in a bunch of Gods I made up myself.

The sad thing is, when they started to notice it, they wanted me dead.