Hey, I'm Christopher Mark Logan. Actually, every boy my dad spawned middle name is Mark. I guess he wanted to leave a mark of himself in his sons...get it? A 'mark' in his sons...I know, it's lame. I'm not really the funny one.

Josh and Jack got the looks and the skills to do anything. Their really brave and girls love them. Gar didn't like them so much. They did bully him a lot when they lived here. Now they live in New York with our Uncle Tony. Uncle T., as we call him, is weird. He owns a restaurant and only sells pizza. It wouldn't be so bad if he had more than one topping and sold drinks! Josh and Jack works for him too.

Gar, well he's my favorite of all. But he loves Wendy more, I know. Well any way, Gar got the charm and the brains. He doesn't show how smart he is though. When they skipped him they planed to skip him up three grades. People started talking about him, and he got bullied a lot. He hid his insecurities by becoming a class clown, but he was funny. They decided just to promote him only a grade. Gar's also really creative, but "artist don't survive in the real world. Most artist don't sell a thing, until their dead." as mom would say. I think it hurts Gar for mom to stomp on his heart and spit on his dream of being an artist. But, I guess she's just trying to keep him from living a hard life and struggling to survive.

Then theirs Wendy. I'm a bit spiteful towards her. Not because she's Gar's favorite, but because she caused him so much pain. Wendy and Gar were close, but when she left for college it was like we didn't had a sister. At least Jack and Josh sends a monthly letter or two. But she was the perfect child. She had brains, looks, charm, talent, everything! She was spoiled with dresses and jewels, but just because she was mom and dad's only girl. I have to admit I am jealous of her, but I can care less of her now. I have new sister, at least in my eyes, Raven. Raven's prettier, smarter, and never ignored me or called me Worm. That's how I got the name, from 'her'. Then Gar started calling me that. It's an insult and it hurts me. It hurts to know that my only sister and my favorite brother thinks of me as nothing, but an insignificant worm that's not even good enough to walk on land. No! I'm so terrible I have to stay underground and be scum.

Me, theirs nothing great about me. My older siblings got all the good stuff and I got nothing. Well, I did inherited supernatural abilities from grandma, but I wouldn't dare expose it. Mom would hate, just like she hates Milly. Mom's a women a science and stuff like psychics fall into the category of pixies and dragons.

I remember some years ago, I attended a party. It was one of those fancy-smacy parties in mansions and you had to were a tux so that you looked as good as all the other beuatiful people. Mom and dad worked at this big company then, which is why they were invited. I was at least nine, Gar was 11, Josh and Jack were 16, and I can't remember what age Wendy was at the time. But I do remember she was wearing heels. One of the many companies there was Roth Inc. The owner had red skin and it creped me out. Wendy impressed everyone she met and Jack and Josh stood in a corner with two red headed girls. Gar made friends with a computer nerd and they talked forever, leaving me with the red dude. The red dude's wife smiled the entire evening, but it didn't seem real. She look like she was gonna have a break down at any moment. She was really skinny and wore a white gown that matched here perfect white teeth. Her hair was pulled back in a bun and it was hard to distinguish the color of her hair. A girl about Gar's age stood firmly by her mother side. She look just like her mom, but she didn't smile. She look like she was gonna cry, but she didn't say a word. The red guy never introduced her, like he was shamed of her. I wanted to talk to her, but I was afraid. I didn't know her name ,but I knew she was cute.

I remember thinking about the quiet girl when it got really quite and I was alone. I made up names for her since I didn't know her real one. My official name for her was Shayla, Shayla Rain. Shayla Rain Red-guy, that was her name. Well, that's the name I gave her. One day a express my feelings for 'Shayla Rain' with the family at dinner. Of course, they laughed. Josh and Jack made comments like was I gonna hit it, though at the time I had no idea what they meant. Wendy said that 'Shayla' was nothing more than my imaginary girlfriend and even if she was real, she wouldn't go out with me. Gar laughed at Wendy's comment. Her words cut me. I'm not completely sure if she meant that 'Shayla Rain' wouldn't be with me cause I was eight or because I just wasn't good enough for a girlfriend. It doesn't matter, it still hurt. I lost all confidence in myself and never spoke of 'Shayla Rain Red-guy' again.

Though I never knew her real name, she was my first love. Then I met Raven. I fell for her and hard. I guess it's because she reminds me of 'Shayla Rain'. But that didn't last long. She was meant for Gar and I won't interfere. She's like my sister, a better one than Wendy could ever be. And I would do anything for her. Kree. Kree was amazing and I would love to see her again. She help saved my 'sister' and she made me feel something I never felt before. I miss her and I wish I knew when she'll come back.

Gar never really had a love before Raven. When he was 13 he would yap on and on about girls, but not cause he love them. He just thought they werecool or pretty. Gar use to tell me all the time about the hot girls he meet and kiss and how Robin would bet him. When I asked him if he loved any of the thousands girls he told me about, he said it didn't matter if you love them as long as they make it easy. I didn't entirely knew what that meant at the time and I don't think Gar did either. All he did was quote our bachelor brothers Josh and Jack. I remember Gar telling me about their room when I was younger, they wouldn't let me in. He said that it was full of posters of naked girls and they had a drawer full of condoms. It took me by shock that they would even do something like that with us in the house. I reported this to mom and that's when Milly came to live with us for the first time. Sure my brothers were mad at me, but it was fun with Milly around.

Both Jack and Josh decided not to go to college and went off to New York to work for our uncle. Soon after, Milly left and Wendy went off to college leaving Gar and me. We all don't communicate much. But once ever year we have a some what of a family reunion at the park. Milly, Ma, Dad, Josh, Jack, Gar, Wendy, Uncle T., Aunt Roo, Lady G, Digit, and me. Our next one is a few days from now but I'm not too happy about it. I feel like an outsider to my family. Their so amazingly perfect and I'm just...me.

I'm psychic and can see the future. I often have dreams of people, even some I don't even know yet. But with this power, I have amazing burdens of pain. I'm afraid. I keep having these dreams that someone is going to shot at Raven. I don't know if it's just a dream or a vision. It's not the clearest one either. All I can recall is a dark figure standing with a gun not far from Raven, pointing to her stomach. Raven sit quietly and the gun is fired. Then darkness, just darkness. When I wake up from this my pillow is wet and I have a major headache. I just wish I can tell them about it, but no one would except me as a psychic. They barely except me as a normal person.

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