Chapter 2: Moving
The first few nights I had no clue where to go so I stayed at the local community library. It was peaceful, yet weird sleeping between stacks, and staying up late reading books. Around this time is when I decided I would start keeping a diary of where I've been and when. It was also when i figured out I wanted to be an author. It was one of those dreams that you're not sure will ever come true.
My teleporting brought me to San Diego overtime from my hometown of Milwaukee. San Diego is warmer and more bearable then Milwaukee ever was. So it was time to stay in San Diego. I lived at a hotel there for a long while. About a year or so. Until I finally decided I wanted to be able to teleport all over the world. Flew out to Japan, then China, Russia, Italy, France, and Great Britain. All in a years time.
For the next 6 months, I was jumping all over the globe, finding a few different places to call "home". One in San Diego, one in Paris, and one in Nagasaki. All in quiet, secretive areas nobody woul ever bother to go. I made sure to stock them in case I had to hide out. Incase anyone found out about my ability.
I wondered if anyon else like me was out there. Could anyone else do what I could? If there were others, where were they? Hiding? After 6 more long months of using very limited jumps to my other homes and seeing no one, my hope was gone.