I knew people noticed. They all noticed the change in me. I was known as the funny care free boy whom everyone loved. I've literally turned into everything I'm not. I think I've gone completely crazy it's the only way to explain it. I feel crazy for even thinking it. Everything started that day when Alex died. I had so much rage, so much hate in me. I screamed at the top of my lungs making every window in the room shatter into millions of pieces. Letting out all the pain I felt. In that moment everything changed. I felt something change in me. At first I thought it was a freak accident. But I started noticing changes in myself. I was strong, stronger then you image. If I focused on something hard enough I could move it. Of course I couldn't tell anyone about this. They'd send me to a mental hospital. Perhaps that's where I should be. As a result I became short tempered, and a complete an otter loner. Everyone who even tried to talk to me got cut off instantly.