I'm bullied because I'm different.
Because I don't have a home.
Because I can't afford good clothes.
Because rude things often just slip out of my mouth.
Oh, and because they're all scared that I'll accidentally kill them with my 'magic powers'.
So maybe I'm not your average teenager, but it's not my fault.
I'd give anything to just be normal and accepted.
Of course, things aren't just going to be that way.
So this is my story.


10. New Reality

My eyes shoot open and I sit up, hitting my head on the ceiling. 

"Ow..." I mutter, rubbing my forehead.

My head spins as I recount the events of the past 48 hours or so:

I'm not in the orphanage
There are other people with powers
I have a twin sister
I have friends (well, I think so anyway)
My twin sister is missing
I'm on a boat (this thought comes as I'm tipped to the side and almost hit my head again, this time on the wall)
Possibly a boat that's being tampered with

My vision swims slightly as I swing down from my bunk to the floor, and I stagger as I land. I frown slightly, I might've hit my head but I shouldn't be nearly this dizzy. I open the door and pad out to the deck, stumbling over one of the boards sticking out of the deck. Is this what it feels like to be drunk? I think to myself. I've never had any alcohol in my life, but this is what some of the girls in the orphanage would act like when they drank too much - not that they should've been drinking at all, they were all way underage.

As I come out to the deck, I see - well, I'm not sure how I'd describe it accurately, but I'll try. There is a large, vaguely humanoid figure, though it's about twenty feet tall. It radiates a golden aura, but the aura doesn't seem god-like, or at all friendly. It seems harsh, cutting through the air with its power. The shape is talking, and its voice rattles the air, almost impossible to make out, though I think it's saying something about elementals (that would be myself and Emily). I look around, wondering who this Aura is talking to (I decide that's what I'll call it, The Aura), and see a young woman, who seems to be in her late teens to early twenties, kneeling on the deck of the boat. The girl has bright pink hair, and freckles spattered across her nose and cheeks. She appears in high definition, unlike everything else around me - which is still spinning.

I realise the girl is communicating with The Aura, but not in a normal way (you know, normal as in the kind of chats you have with friends or whatever... I suppose I wouldn't really know, I'm not actually that normal myself). She appears to be swiping a knife impatiently against the flesh of her hand, and writing in the air with... Her blood? I'm not entirely sure, it's the exact same bubblegum pink as her hair, and almost looks comical written in the sky.

'He's on my side now' I think I make out in the air as the girl screws her face up, seeming frustrated. I wonder who she's talking about, and what this has to do with Emily and I.

I hear The Aura say something about company, and realise it's talking about me. As its voice is still buzzing in the air, the girl whips around and narrows her eyes at me.

"How are you here?" she asks.

I feel my heart pumping in my chest. "I just woke up here... I don't know..."

"You're Karina, right?" she fires at me.

"How do you know me?" My heart is in my throat, and I realise I'm completely unprotected. In this dream state, I can barely feel the air around me, let alone control it. 

"Everyone knows you," she states simply. "I'm Myra, by the way. I hope we'll be meeting soon enough."

She disappears, leaving me to question everything I just saw and heard.

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