Catch Me, Caught Me, What Now?

I knew I was different, from the other students, from my friends. I couldn’t tell anybody about what was happening to me, not even my parents. Last year, when I turned sixteen, something changed. The second I opened my eyes that October morning my sight was impeccable along with my scent. I could smell the dying flowers outside my window, I could feel the air move and transform. It wasn’t until later that day when I found out how fast I was, how agile I was, when I was previously not as. It may seem great and all, better sight, better speed, better scent, better reflex, but there was one drawback, it was the piercing, throbbing, agonizing headache. It isn’t like your average headache/migraine, it’s like being stabbed, literally, stabbed in the head repetitively every night for almost four hours.