I knew it. My life are nothing but a joke made by God. I prayed for an ordinary childhood but this is what he gave me.

A drunkard mother, an ignorant relatives and miserable life in the hospital. For months now, I'm here cause of the women who did this. Not deserving her title as mother. She finally can't take anymore of me being here. Not to mention, I looked exactly like dad, who left us in the dirt called home.

I weakly pried the oxygen mask away from my face.

"Miss Berry!" She gasped, trying to get my hands off the mask but it's already out. I whispered asking for doctor but can't muster a single word.

"Please stay put, okay? I'll get the doctor." Is she nuts? I'm already staying put. As I was about to snapped at her, she stopped. Like literally, she's not moving an inch to turn around or said anything to me.

"No way," I murmured. "Time is stopping."

It was true. All around me seemed to stand still. The silence was suffocating throughout the room, there's no wind banging against the window, no patients walking around and lastly the TV went silent. I willed myself to walk and saw what happen outside, as I went around the nurse. A doctor was leaning against the reception counter, flirting with nurse. Unfortunately, he's my doctor who took care of me. Some patients were in different phases of getting to their room with the nurses, frozen awkwardly in their wheelchair and walker as they talked to each other with their faces were still.

I didn't know what to do. I was about to shout but relented to my bed and sat down.

And then suddenly, time resumed. The whole world bursting with movement like it's just a dream. Heck, I even though it was a dream but apparently that's not the case until the second time and then the third. It continued to happen randomly during the past week.

That's how I awakened my power. I'm barely watching the news cause of my condition at that time but the government confirmed what happen to me while they broadcast and passing every single news about the law through the media, about strays and everything.

I didn't realize a doctor went to check up on me while the nurse briefed him on my condition.

"How are you feeling, Miss Berry?" Like shit.

"I'm fine." As if I can say that to them. They went on like usual, I began to pondered about something. To be exact my future. My ability is the last thing i'm worried about because there's no risk like burning a building or anything. Am I gonna live with my distant uncle or straight to orphanage? This is driving me nuts, I should just resigned myself to fate already.

So, that's it. I give up. All my life, I fought to stay in a quiet and peaceful place, with my two best friends who treated me like a family, unlike those two who ran away and give up.

Time already passing me by as I move up to ninth grade in my middle school. I walked to the front porch, followed by my two best friends. A fraternal twin. They looked and behaved nothing like each other. Not that I mind but dealing with one was handful enough as he can't stop talking about robots and the other was—... how do I say it, energetic enough to do sports.

Sometimes, I wondered. What is the meaning life to me? Is it okay to only be with the twins whom I cared about? Is there anything there is to it?

Strangely enough, life has a peculiar way to answer you back. What awaits me are nothing but adventure on its own.