One day it happened. It wasn't like i was trying discover an awesome power. I knew I was nothing special. I'm alone and no one loved me. Edgy I know. I never meant to be edgy or to try and grab people's attention yet here I am. I just wanted her to stop. I discovered an awesome power that i never thought about… what do i do with it now?

Nothing.

I simply dream.

Let's back this up a bit so you know who i am and what the hell im talking about.

“You see she was born on the 23 of sep…”

THAT IS TOO FAR.

So when I was young I knew I was different I knew I was not special though. My family made that clear. You see my sister she's a little person, achondroplasia is the name of her disability. She's older than me and hates my GUTS. Always getting special attention i tried to fade into the background. I was always alone and she always had a large group of friends and acquaintances no matter where we lived. Eventually we found out I have autism but i'm ‘high functioning’. I was always taught I need to be quiet and that what i want wasn't as important as her needs. Annabelle, my sister was more important. I could list hundreds of situations she was more important in. HUNDREDS but that's not the story.

One day she pushed me a little to far. I was arriving home from one of the first days of jr high, Canadian middle school, and she was yelling and screaming at me. She pushed me against a hot stove and threatened me with a knife. She was angry that i had asked for the TV because she was always using it. Stupid reason to shove a knife in my face. Very stupid.

This is when my life changed.

To be completely honest there is something I have never told anyone ‘IRL’ until now. I have voices in my head and at that moment the voice did something. The knife was no longer in my sisters hands. I was no longer in the house, I was on the bus on the way home from school. Super weird and for a moment I thought it was a dream. Any sane person would think the same thing. So getting off the bus I walk home and I ask my sister for the TV. She says the same thing when after I walk into the kitchen.

“Why the fuck would i give it to a nobody like you. Mom and dad think i have to be like…” She grabbed a knife. My mind was running a mile a minute. The EXACT SAME. A vision? Deja-vu? These were the only thoughts that made sense to me until i heard one of the voices in my head speak up.

“Do I have to do this again? Just stop her yourself you idiot.” I was super bewildered. I can't do anything. I'm not smart, strong or even cunning, I always mess up when speaking. So i just wished she would stop. I didn't want her to be violent. I didn't want her to hate my guts. Then everything just stopped and she put the knife back and threw me the remote.

“Okay, Kyryn. Tomorrow I want the TV!” She then walked off. Up stairs to her room probably. This had to be a dream it had to be a really weird dream. I’m not super strong or super powerful. A normal 13, that is all I thought i was… but clearly not.