Dearest Journal, I'm so angry, distressed, and sad. I gave it my all and somehow it was never enough. I've been doing this my entire life. And here I am, still vying for a spot in the Olympics.
Hello, I'm Isabella Quill and I'm sixteen years old. I'm from Colorado. I know what you are thinking typical teenage angst story. But this is definitely different. You see, I am an aspiring athlete who dreams of competing in the Olympics. But it's been a bumpy ride, I've never been able to officially make it. But I am determined to not only make it, but to win big.
My adoptive mother Deborah, has been my support system, it has been just me and her for years. But we managed, my mother worked two jobs just to support my gymnastics dream.
That is until I found out I had supernatural abilities. Like I'm not human abilities. I always knew I was talented, but not like this. And no one knows where it came from. It's amazing in a way, a way that no one else understands.