One day me and my girlfriends were out driving, we were having loads of laughs. Vic was just telling us how her vater burnt my vater's biscuits as you Americans say. Well I guess I should tell you that my vater was rather abusive, and I hated him for it so I and my friends got a good laugh out of it. Now back to the story. Well, Vic was just telling the part where her vater hit mine when "BOOM"! Somehow Anna had driven the car off the road; we were completely out of control, but then just the moment when we didn't think it could get worse, it did. Our car flew off a cliff, and we knew we were going to die for sure, and then we finely hit the ground. My friends all died the instant we hit the ground, but I lay there, injured for sometime before I went into comatose, and I can just remember watching blood trickle from Vic's mouth.
When I finely woke up, I was in a hospital; a Krankenschwester was unplugging what looked like one of those machines that are used for keeping someone who was in a comma alive for as long as it was plugged up.
"Hallo," was the first word that came out of my mouth. She looked up at me with shock.
"Arzt, arzt, der Patient, sie ist wach!" She ran out of the room yelling this like some verrückte Kuh. After a couple of minutes the arzt came in.
"Impossible, first she survives the crash without the smallest bruise, and now she returns from the dead. I wonder? Oh yes, you have to forgive me for using English instead of German. I'm new."
"'Was ist los'? Wo Sind meine Freunde, und was meinst du mit' "without the smallest bruise"?" I asked. I felt so delusional and scared.
"I'm sorry, but your friends, they… are somewhere else at the moment. And yes your case is most unusual, you didn't receive any injuries at all, not even a tiny bruise. I've never seen a case like yours. If you don't mind, I would like to keep you here for a few more days."
"Ich möchte mit meinen Freunden nach Hause gehen."
"I'm sorry, but right now you need rest." Then both he and the Krankenschwester left the room.
I was about to fall asleep when I heard something about my friends. I got up and ran to the door. I just had to see them, and ask them if they were ok.
As I was running I bumped into this bald guy in a wheelchair, but I kept running.
I made it to where they were.
"Du Schlampe! Wie Sie leben wagen, während meine babys tot sind!?" Vic and Anna's mutter screamed at me as I saw my friends being carried out in body bags. That's when I had a mental breakdown. I was no longer human; I was a wild animal, a wölfin.
I went on a rampage. I had nearly killed the arzt, when I smelled a smell, like mine. A smell of a man; could he be a long lost brother, no wait, the smell of a vater.
I was confronted by a rather short man, with shaggy black hair, and my startling blau eyes. He picked me up by the scruff of my neck, and was going to knock me into next week, when he smelled me. He glared at me for a while before the man in the wheelchair came towards me, and then he began to calm me down. He asked me my name, and I told him it was Adolfa. He told me that his was Charles Xavier, and that he ran a school for people like me, "With special gifts", like me.
