• The late bell rang and I began to cry harder, I hated myself for who I was because of what I was. I hated what I was because it meant I couldn’t live a normal life and I can’t have normal friends. My life would no matter how bad I wanted it to be normal it never would be. No body came into the bathroom the whole period and I think that Mitch and Seth both had left, or got caught by the security guard. I slightly giggled behind the tears at the thought of that. Both of them being dragged down to the office by the huge security guard.
    I slowly caught the curious tears larking down my cheek almost sliding down to my top lip.
    I would have to stay strong for only a few more months until I was eighteen and then I would run to a far away place like Italy, Spain, or maybe somewhere in Germany… I don’t have an exact plan of escape, I only have that I must get out of here the moment I turn eighteen…
    But then the flash of Mitch came to me…the first day we met, the moment when I ran out of the door at the hospital and he jumped up and quick walked over to me, the moment he took me to his house, I even flashed back to the restaurant…
    Why the sudden flash backs?
    Maybe there was something about him? I thought to myself…
    But then I got a couple flash backs of the newest kid, Seth.
    I flashed back to the first time we meet in class and the note, the moment I was telling Mitch about him and I even had a flash back of today; I then looked deep into this flash back. I noticed the features I never really cared to look at before, Seth’s long black hair, his solid blue eyes, and his tall structure.
    I then came back from the flash back.
    I laughed…I don’t blame those other girls for being jealous, like that one girl said ‘the hot new guy’ only I wouldn’t stress the word ‘hot’ as much as she did, but the hot new guy asked me out on a date and not them. I laughed harder but not hard enough to make people think I am crazy, although they already think that. It was more like a almost loud giggle.
    But then something else came to me. Tonight…Seth asked me on a date tonight…I couldn’t go anywhere tonight, I wouldn’t be myself tonight… I had to do something that would hurt both Seth and I. I would have to cancel…
    I thought about it for a long while…maybe I wouldn’t have to cancel, maybe I could tell him that I have ‘plans’.
    I thought about that excuse for a while and came to the conclusion that he would never believe me.
    I then thought of Mitch, he had already been given hint by his sister that I’m something different then a human.
    This is going to be more difficult then I though.
    This is why I’m not supposed to have friends.
    The lunch bell rang and I walked out of the lady’s restroom. I stepped out very casually. And they both were standing at the end of the hallway; waiting for me to walk up to them. It was to late to turn around and walk off the opposite direction; for they both had seen me…all I could do was hope for some kind of miracle.
    I slowly walked down the hallway, and I suddenly spotted my miracle; it was coming right for me at a high speed too. All the other kids had time to move out of the way of the rolling T.V. except me.
    It hit me flat on; perfect shot. When I would awake I would have to hunt down who ever pushed that T.V. and thank them till I was blue in the face.
    But while I was in this unconscious state I would just have to let my dreams take over and simply watch.
    This dream was strange.
    I stood at a fork in the road; when out of nowhere a strange woman; who looked like an angel, she wore a white long sleeved dress, she also had a pail color to her skin, she shined like a million diamonds had just snuck themselves below the first layer of her sink. I felt as if I were to touch her she might shatter into those million diamonds.
    She spoke as if she were singing, like she was a soloist in a heaven choir. “You must pick the road you wish to take, no one can pick for you. Either way you pick I will always be behind you…every step of the way.”
    I stood there in amazement, when I was finally able to catch my breath I spoke softly. “Who are you?” I asked politely.
    She smiled in a way that made me want to be her, I wanted to be beautiful, I wanted to not be who I am. And she certainly was not what I am.
    “If you want to be me so badly, and not be who you were meant to be, if you want to be what I am and not what god created you to be then well you must retrace yourself back, down the road you just came from.” The one sentence that caught me was ‘if you want to be who I am and not what god created you to be.’ She was telling me that god created me; I just simply thought I was a mistake that my mother and idiot father had made. She laughed, that laugh…it reminded me of something…maybe even someone…but maybe not. “You think god creates mistakes?” She asked me in a giggle. How could she read my thoughts?
    “How did you know what I was thinking?” I stood shocked; this woman must have been an angel. She was much to sweet to be a human, of anything of its nature.
    “I have abilities no one should ever know about…except for you…you are the key…never forget, god never makes mistakes, also remember I will always be behind you, every step of the way.” She smiled and it made me want to cry, I may not have known my mother long but something about this woman called out to me ‘ I’m your mother.’ I wanted to cry so badly. I wanted to say something, I wanted to move, I wanted to run over to her and hug her. She’s an angel…I know where she is, I know that she’s safe in god’s hands. The thought of her in heaven made a tear roll down my cheek and it slid gently off the side of my face. I couldn’t talk…I was speechless, I wanted to say ‘mom…mom is that you?’ but I couldn’t bring myself to say it. I bowed my head to look at the ground as I tried to speak. And then I woke up, I woke up in a hospital bed, again.
    I rustled around in the bed and then someone was beside me; they grabbed hold of my hand before I had the time to rip the plastic from under my nose.
    “Sammy you’re up, finally!” Mitch rejoiced, “ Are you okay?” I slowly opened my eyes to a bright sun shinning through the window. I groaned.
    “Yeah I’m okay.” I said weakly, “What day is it? How long have I been out?” I said slowly and weakly.
    “Its Thursday, you have been out for about a weak or so, take or give.” He frowned down and the hospital bed.
    Wait I missed the transformation. I then began to freak…Where was my father?!
    “Where…where is my father?” I asked he must have come to the hospital at least once.
    “Well no ones seen him since Wednesday of last week, you know, when the accident happened.” He frowned again.
    “Hey, don’t look so sad!” I tried to put as much force as I could behind the words, “it’s a good thing he’s been nowhere in sight.” I smiled, it probably meant he thought I had already died and his group and him took off to a different state of something.
    “Yeah you’re right,” He smiled at me, “well you should probably get a little more sleep.” He said as he let go of my hand and walked back to a chair in the corner.
    “No I’m just fine, I promise!”
    “Oh well then, you wouldn’t mind another visitor then?” The voice wasn’t Mitch’s… It was Seth’s. I smiled and then looked at Mitch who seemed to give a approving look.
    “The more the merrier.” I smiled and then he smiled