Different
Bella has been going through changes ever since she turned 13. She has never known what these changes meant. She just knew she was different and "freakish" now. That was until she meets a new family that might be able to help her figure out what was going on with her.
Chapter 1: Changes
I swung from branch to branch like a monkey. Ever since I turned 13 something has been happening to me. It started on the night of my 13th birthday. I woke up in the worst pain of my life. I thought I was dying. I tried to stop myself from screaming out but I couldn't hold it in. I screamed so loud that Charlie (my father) thought I was dying. I withered in pain and screamed forever that he had to call 911. When I got to the hospital the doctors tried to give me pain medication but nothing was working. After what seemed like entirety the pain went away. And I felt fine once the pain stopped. I actually felt better then before.
The doctors where worried so they ran some test. They ran test for months until they couldn't find anything wrong with me. But after the pain I noticed something was different with me. I was able to comprehend everything much faster. And I was able solve problems and answer questions as soon as they where asked. I also noticed that I could see things that I shouldn't be able to see. Like each brush stroke on a painting dust floating threw the air. I could see inside a light blub with the light on. I didn't know what was happening to me. I wanted to say something to Charlie but I was scared that he would think I was turning into some sort of freak so I didn't.
I liked my new ability to remember every little detail. My school grades improved. At first the teachers thought I was cheating. I was a good student to begin with, but now I was at the top of my class. So I decided that I had to tone it down a little. Get some answers wrong. Everything was going fine until my 14th birthday. Once again I was woken up from the terrible pain. This time I was able to stop myself from screaming. I knew what would happen. I would be taken to the hospital and after the couldn't figure out what was wrong with me I would be taken to some specialist.
And once again I didn't notice anything different. That was until I went to open my bedroom door and broke the door handle off. Then at school I was a little upset in the bathroom and I banged my hand against the stall door and left an imprint. I didn't know where all the strength came from, but my only guess was from the same thing that happened a year ago. I also noticed I was getting faster. I was no longer the clumsy girl that fell over her own two feet. I had grace and I could run pretty fast. Faster then I probably should be able to run. So I had to concentrate when I ran to make sure I didn't run to fast in front of people. They would have noticed something was different with me. And if anyone saw how strong I was then I know I would have been shipped off to be experimented on.
I liked my new abilities at first and couldn't wit till my next birthday to see what happened.
But with my new abilities I had to keep to myself. I didn't want to hurt anyone or risk anyone finding out. I was known as the freak of the school. The friends I did had thought I was getting strange, so start high school a loner was hard. I ate alone and kept to myself. I just wish there was someone else like me that I could talk to and figure out what was going on with me. Someone that could be my friend and we could help each other out through this hard time. but I was to scared to open up to people and let them know what I was. Especially since I didn't know what I was.
But I had a feeling that all that was about to change. I have been having dreams that my life was going to be turning around. I didn't know how or what was going to do, just that I was going to be happy again. Then maybe Charlie wouldn't feel so bad anymore.
Renee (my mother) had died right before all this started happening to me and I sometimes feel like Charlie thinks that I am changing because I am not dealing. I am okay with the fact that Renee is no longer here. I mean she walked out on my father and I to marry some other guy and didn't even want me to come with her. I am just scared to open up to Charlie and tell him that I am okay with Renee's death. Cause if I do that then he is going to want to know what is going on with me. And I have a feeling that I cant tell him for his own safety.