Running.
It's an interesting concept. Some people might see it as a fun activity or a sport. But not me. No, I see it as a matter of life and death.
Hello there. I'm Celestial. Some of you must be asking why I think that of running. Throughout my entire life, there's one thing I've discovered. Running keeps me alive.
Now, I'm sure you're all pretty confused. Let me first explain who I am. I'm a 14 year old girl who lives in New York. I've lived there my entire life. I go to school, I have friends, I study, do my homework and anything else a normal kid does. If you don't get into my life, I seem like a normal kid. But here's the thing. I'm not. I may look normal, act normal, seem normal, but I'm not. That leads me to something else I've learned in my life. Everyone has secrets. And mine is this: I'm a demigod. Have any of you heard of the Greek gods? You know Hercules, Zeus, Poseidon, and Medusa? Well here's the thing. They all exist. When Greece fell, they didn't fall with it. No, they kept moving with all the new civilizations. And for the last couple centuries, they've been here in America. Before you decide I'm either insane or should be put on medication, listen. Please. Look around you. Look closely. If you look close enough, you'll see small signs of the gods. Our countries bird, the eagle. That bird is a sign of Zeus. The way banks are designed. The tall pillars that support them are classic Greek architecture. Now let me explain what a demigod is. Sometimes, the gods come down from Olympus and have affairs with mortals or normal humans. The results of those affairs are us. The demigods. You all know that 'demi' means half, right? Since the affairs consist of mortal and gods, we are a mixture of both. We're half gods and half humans. Now you may probably be wondering who my parent is. My mom is Hecate, goddess of magic.
Since I am who I am, monsters attack. Every monster in Greek mythology has tried to come back and kill us. By us, I mean the other demigods. So we need to learn how to protect ourselves. There's a place I go to so I can learn how to fight. A place that offers both protection and a home. It's a place on Long Island, New York. A place called Camp Half-Blood.