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If I was normal...
I'd be so screwed.
I don't think I've slept more then a dozen hours in the past week.
Because the doctors have been running more tests on my mom, which means higher bills for me to pay. So I've been working longer hours compensate. Add school and homework into that mix....

Yes, if I was normal, I would have crashed and burned by now.

But I'm not normal. And I'm surviving, for now.

Like Annalina Aileen, I have powers.
Unlike her, I wasn't born into them.

It was a total accident.
And sometimes I think, they're the root cause of my life's problems, and I can't help but think 'what if?'

I was six years old.
My parents and I were hanging out at the nearby park, in a different part of the state.
It was March. Very windy. Clouds were gathering. Perfect weather for flying kites.
So that's what we did. My dad and I, we were flying kites while my mom watched.
I was having a blast, running around, laughing, watching the kites play around in the sky as my Dad expertly made them do tricks.
When, a gust of wind shot the kite into a tree.
Being the little monkey I was, I was up the tree in an instant. Struggling to get the kite untangled from the branches with my little six year old hands, and my six year old patience.
That was when I fell.
That's all I remember, a branch suddenly snapping, me falling....
And then rain drops were falling on me, my mom was holding me crying and my dad was on the phone calling for an ambulance.

Even my parents weren't quite sure what happened. There was a sudden lightning strike in the tree, I fell, and hit a bunch of wires intermingled into the tree.
The doctor's finally decided that I had been electrocuted twice within a matter of seconds.

It's basically a miracle that I was alive.

But that was the day normal ended.
For one, my eyes changed colors; from brown to blue.

For another, I could now do 'weird' things.
Though my parents didn't realize that it was me doing it at first.
Electronics would just stop working, batteries would die, things would go on the fritz.
And then my mom realized that it happened more whenever I had a tantrum.

Yes. Electronics. I can control them. Ipods, cellphones, laptops, over head lights, radios, electrical cars, watches, ovens, freezers....anything. Broken or brand new. I can make it work, and work how I want it to work.

It's some sort of interface I suppose. I mean, right now I'm thinking this post, while I'm stuck in the middle of lunch time traffic. My hands are on the wheel, yet these words are appearing on my computer in the back seat.
It's actually pretty cool. Because most of what I have, is broken. Like, my laptop's screen is cracked. But in my hands, it works like the newest creation off the factory line. Even if it doesn't look like it.

It's a great gift.
But, I haven't always been a fan of them. In fact I hated them.
Because my dad couldn't handle them. He and my mom started getting into arguments. Arguing about how to 'fix' me. Mom thought I was just special and I would be fine, but my dad didn't agree.
Then one day, I woke up, and he was gone. It was just me and my mom from then on out. I have no idea where is. And believe, me I've tried to find him. Access to all electronics remember. He's off the grid. Doesn't exist. I don't know if he's alive, what his job is, where he would be living. Nothing. The man doesn't exist anymore. And I've given up trying to find him.

I know it's my fault my dad left. If hadn't gotten climbed the tree...if I had learned to control and hide my powers earlier....if if if if if.
my dad would have still been here.
He would have been the source of income for my mom's illness.

My Mom's illness.
I wonder if that's my fault to.
my powers, did my mom get sick from them? The doctors can't find anything wrong with her, but she gets sicker. Is that my fault to?

Totally not the sort of thinking someone my age should be worrying about.

Yet, for now. I'm glad I have the powers. Without them, I wouldn't be able to survive the melting pot I'm in now.
Because like a plugged in phone, I can use my abilities to 'recharge' without having to sleep. That's how I can survive a week with 12 hours of sleep. Because I'm constantly using streams of electricity to keep me awake, and to give me the energy to do all that I have to do in a day.

(Alex)