I'm being shipped off to a boarding school for Vampires and Werewolves.

Well, I'm gonna tell you my fucked up story. My name is Zoey Elizabeth Marie Capuchilli. Yeah, my name is really long, oh fucking well. I am a foster kid. Or whatever it is, whenever someone's talking I just put in my headphones. No one really knows who I am or what I'm about. I got adoped about 2 months ago, so far it's ok, but schools next week and I'm dreading it. It's not just normal school. It's a boarding school, because I'm a damn freak. My Doctor, Mr.Cullen said, I should go there. I hate him, and this damn family. My parents. They didn't abandon me. They were murdered. In front of my 11 year old self, I'm 16 now. My birthday is September 1. Which happens to be today. It's been 5 years and I still can remember it crystal clear in my head. I can still them being riped apart. I don't know what it was, it looked Human, but it's moves were so fast. When my parents were ripped no blood came out, it was like they were stone or something. That still fucks me up. Certian things freak me out about myself. If I smoke weed, it wares off in 4 minutes. No more, no less. If I cut, it dissapears within minutes like nothing happened. I smell and see better than others. Sometimes, don't call me crazy, but I think I read other people's minds. I can read peoples emotions and change them by touching someone. I see visions or hullisinations that usually happen in the near future. I can minutpulate people with my mind. I move things with my mind. I can talk to Animals and Plants. I also, run faster than others. I can't explain any of this. I wish I knew why. I never tell anyone. It's my secret. Well, tomorrow I start paking, off to hell.