Last night the unexplainable happened to me, or at least it feels unexplainable to me. I stayed up late studying for a test I have in History later this week. I fell asleep after reading the information for my test for the eighth time. I began to dream I was flying through the night sky surrounded by tall buildings.

It was cool at first, but quicker then I could process I began falling from the sky. I yelled the whole way down feeling so helpless and hopeless. When I felt myself hit the ground I shot up, awake. I was studying in my bed, which is where I fell asleep.

However, when I looked around after I woke up I noticed I was in my basement. I begin to cry and my scream must have been loud because my parents came down to the basement.

Flashback to last night:

What is happening? How did I get here? I don't know what to do?

The light turns on and my parents rush towards me. I quickly hug my mom, I need to help I don't understand what happened.

My dad says, "What happened? Were you sleepwalking?" I wish I was sleepwalking that would be much easier to explain.

I say, "No, I fell. I just.. I- I fell through the ceiling." I just cry to my mom, because I don't know what's happening.

My mom says, "Oh dear, I'm sure you were just having a nightmare." I know I wasn't I know I fell through the ceiling. I just don't know how.

Dad says, "I don't think so." We all look up to the ceiling to see my pillow and blanket stuck halfway in the ceiling. How could I have possibly done that?

I say, "What am I? What's happening to me?" No one answers me and my parents continue to hold me while I cry.

Back to the present:

When I woke up today my dad told me I wasn't going to school today during breakfast. That was the only thing that was said during breakfast. I am sitting in my room debating if I want to spend my whole day like this or if school is the better option. Neither one of my parents want to talk about it. My dad is basically ignoring me and if I stay here all day I am going to do is over think about it.

I decide my best option is to sneak out to school. Which is something no teenager anywhere, besides me, would do. I grab my backpack and sneak quietly out of my room and down the stairs.

I make it all the way to the front door and get it open before I hear, "Dear? I thought we agreed you were staying home today." I let out a loud groan. We didn't agree on anything. Dad told me I was staying home today. Which would have been fine if we were going to talk about this, but clearly we are not.

I say, "Yeah, well, like, what's the point, you know? You guys don't want to talk about it. And I'll, like, totally go crazy sitting around here."

I somehow went through the ceiling and no I don't know how I did that. But sitting here just thinking about it or stressing about it, isn't going to change the fact that it happened and it could happen again. Feeling ignored by my parents isn't making anything better either. I need to get out of here for a bit.

Mom says, "But should you really be at school?"

Before I can answer my dad starts calling out from upstairs, "Kitty? Honey, where are you?" Now you want to talk when I leave my room?

I say, "Please, mom. Dad'll make me stay."

Mom pauses for a second to think about it before she says, "Alright. Go on." I blow her a kiss and hurry out the door. I do not want to be there when dad comes down stairs. I basically run to school, because I am already late.

I get to school right as first period ends. I head to my locker and grab my books before heading to my second period English class. Once I get seated in class I open my book where the teacher has instructed us to and pull out my spiral to take all necessary notes.

I typically always pay close attention in my classes, but today I pay extra close attention to distract myself from last night. When English ends, I have the most organized and detailed notes I have ever taken. I head slowly to my locker I am in no rush today.

When I get to my locker I open it and begin putting my books up and organizing them. Suddenly, I feel someone push me. I let out a scream as I am shoved into my locker. When I look up I see my locker door close on me.

I hear our school mean girl, Riley, say, "World closing in on you, Kitty?" I hear her and her little minion laugh then I hear footsteps.

I start slamming my hands on my locker door and say loudly, "Hey! Let me out, you jerks! Ah! Open this door!" I hear no response to my yelling. How can no one in this school hear me yelling? I keep beating on my locker door and I yell, "Somebody open this door! Ah!"

I pause beating on my locker for a second because it clearly isn't working and I need to figure something else out. Before I can begin to think of another plan I hear footsteps and whistling. I say, "Huh? Hey! Who's out there? Can you hear me?" I begin to bang on my locker door again.

I say, "Let me out!" I let out a scream as I fall through the door and onto a person. When I hit the ground I just stare at my hands, completely freaked out. How do I keep doing this? This shouldn't be possible.

I look up when I hear a male voice say, "Hey, you see what you just did?"

I say, "What? I-I, like, just fell out." I just fell out, because there is no way I fell through a door it just can't be possible.

The boy says, "Yeah, man, right through the door. That is so cool!" No, I can't let somebody know about this, when I don't even know what is going on. I'm living in denial and I, like, won't let this guy stop me.

I say, "You're crazy!" I know I look horrified as I try to rush away.

Before I can even get a step away the guy grabs my arm and stops me. He says, "No, no. Wait a minute. I'm the one guy around here who gets the beauty of it, 'cause you're just like me. Really!"

I give him a skeptically look. Even if he is dealing with what I am, I am not ready to deal with this let alone talk about it to a stranger. I don't know this guy and as I look at the spray paint on his face and the lockers, I'm not sure if I want to.

He must have seen the disbelief on my face, because he says, "All right then. Check this." He closes his eyes, grits his teeth and clenches his fists. Then he opens his hands and his eyes roll back as he makes a grunting noise and the school begins to shake like there is an earthquake hitting us. Lockers open and things begin to fall out.

When he puts his arms down the shaking stops and he looks to be out of breath. He says, "Getting the picture?" I cannot deal with this on top of dealing with myself. I need to get away and process myself before I try to process this. I need away and I need him not to follow.

I say, "No! You're just, like, some freak! Leave me alone!" He grabs my arm again, but I yank it away and run as fast as I can. I am not normally one to be mean or call names, but I needed to get away from him. I did not want him to follow me, I hope that will stop him from approaching me again.

I run all the way to the changing room in the gym on the off chance that, that guy was following me. Everything that just happened and I still don't know his name. I change quickly and hurry out to the track field. I am super late and the coach is going to kill me. P.E. is so tedious to me this is the only class I have a B in. Every other class I have A's in.

When I get close to the coach and those in my gym class the coach blows her whistle and says, "Pryde, you're late."

I am out of breath from all this running I've done today. I manage to say, "Sorry coach. I was, like, um, having trouble with my locker." I manage to cast a quick glare over to the two mean girls who caused me to be late.

Coach says, "All right, you three. To the long jump." Of course I would be paired up with these two bullies. They literally just shoved me in my locker. Can I, like, get a break from them, please? Coach goes on, "Pryde, you're tardy, so you're first."

Awesome I am still shaken up from what just happened, plus what happened last night and I am no athlete. I run then lose my balance and I try to jump only to fall about an inch in front of me. I am so frustrated and over this day I hit the ground and throw some sand. Maybe I should have stayed home today.

I hear Riley's side kick make a growling noise and say, "Kitty-cat's got a temper."

As I get up and move away from the long jump, Riley is getting into place. Riley says, "Take notes Pryde. This is how athletes do it." If you're an athlete then, like, why are you in normal P.E. with all the non-athletes?

She starts running and makes her jump, but suddenly sand shots up and throws her back. I say, "Huh?" I turn to the side and see a crack in the ground leading to where Riley just was. I follow it to a building I look up and see that guy on top of the building waving at me.

I begin to panic and start to back away. I do not want his help or his attention. He is not making this better, he's making it worse. I start to run away when I bump into someone. She is very pretty with bright red hair. Now is not the time to make new friends. I don't apologize I go around her and continue to run away.

I run to the auditorium to hide for a while, hoping no one will find me. They have a set for a play set up on the stage I step into the set. I see a chair and I just go and kick it off stage. I know I shouldn't, like, destroy school property, but I can't catch a break today.

I fall back to lean on the table, but I cause it to tip over. A bowl of fruit comes flying off the table I try to catch it, but it goes right through my hands. Why does this keep happening? How do I make it stop? When the bowl hits the ground I try touching it again. This time my hand does not go through it.

I concentrate and think about wanting my hand to go through the bowl and when I try again my hand goes though the bowl. Before I can process what I managed to do I hear, "Kitty? Kitty, are you all right?"

When I look up to see who said my name I see the red head I ran into before I ran here. I get up and begin to back away as I say, "That Rah-Rah-Riley a friend of yours? 'Cause, you know, like, I had nothing to do with what happened out there in the sandpit."

I've never seen her before so either she's new or doesn't go here, but I am not taking any chances when it comes to Riley and what's happening. I take a mask off the wall beside me that I am leaning on.

The girl says, "I know, and I'm not Riley's friend." That's a relief I have dealt with Riley and her friends too much, today especially.

I say, "Well, you look like you'd be her friend." I take the mask and put it over my face. I'm not normally as harsh as I have been today, I'm just struggling.

The girl says, "Kitty, look. There's no need for masks. I know what's going on." I need everyone to stop telling me they know, or they understand, or anything else like that. I have not been given any time to process what is going on with me.

I yell, "You, like, don't know anything! And neither does that creepy guy out there!" I need everyone to just stop and let me process. I have snapped and I am done!

She says, "Who Lance? Forget about him. This is about you. You and your wonderful new gift." Is it a gift? It doesn't feel like a gift right now.

I say, "I don't have any gifts, just a curse." I don't know if I really think it's a curse, I just don't know how to process this. How to label what I am feeling and dealing with.

She says, "Only if you let it be. I'd like to help you understand it. Together we-"

I interrupt her because I have had enough. I say, "Look! I don't want any of this! It's, like, hard enough just being normal, you know?" I feel a little bad that I am still yelling and she is being nice. If I was feeling more rational I would probably let her talk to me and listen to what she has to say, but I am not feeling rational right now.

She says, "Kitty, look, I want you to watch me for a second. Please?" I look up at her and watch as she raises her hand and moves the mask from my hands and places it back on its place on the wall, without ever touching it.

I say, "Oh. How'd you do that?"

She says, "The same way you can pass through walls. Just like you, one morning I woke up, and I had this power. And trust me, I hated it too." I want to trust her and believe what she's saying, but I just can't.

I say, "I- I don't believe you! This is a trick!"

She says, "No. No, you do believe me, I know because of my other ability. I can read your thoughts." That made literally nothing better.

I say, "No! Stay out of my head! No! Ah!" I turn and begin running again.

I hear the girl say, "Kitty! Wait!" But I do not wait or turn around, I just keep running. I run until I get to my locker. School was supposed to be a good distractions so far it has mostly been a bad one. I am going to try to pretend like everything is ok and go on with my day.

I open my locker and begin to pull my books out. I feel a tap on my shoulder and when I turn around I see that guy there again. I throw my books in surprise from seeing him again. I think that girl said his name is Lance. I don't care what his name is. I just want him to leave me alone.

He says, "Easy. I won't shake things up, I promise. I'm, uh, my name's Lance. We should really talk." He picks my books up and hands them to me.

I say, "Why can't everyone just, like, leave me alone?" I snatch my books from him and slam my locker close then I start to storm away.

Behind me Lance says, "You feel sick inside every time you think about it, don't you? You want it to go away, but it won't. You're afraid of what might happen. You're parents are clueless. Probably ashamed. And being alone don't help." Great another dam mind reader.

I say, "What? Are you, like, reading my mind too?"

He holds up his hands and says, "No way. It's.. just that I've been going through it myself. You know, trying to figure it out. But I've learned how to control it. Meet me outside the office in an hour. I'll show you how."

He seems to understand how I feel and if I can control this I can stop myself from doing this accidently. If I can do that I can pretend I don't have these powers and move on with my life without this fear. He is currently my only option. I head to class with my decision in mind. I will meet Lance outside the office.

When the time to meet him comes I shakily head to the office. I see him looking around the corner when I arrive. I say, "H-h-how do you take control?"

He says, "By admitting something no one wants to cop to. That we are outsiders. That there is something wrong with us." I was always an outsider with no friends so that's not new. But is there really something wrong with me? The thought makes tears stream down my face.

Lance says, "Hey, don't fret it, embrace it. The way I see it, fate dealt us winning cards, if we play them together." I don't know if I trust him or if I should trust him. I just know I don't know what to do anymore.

I say, "Nothing is making any sense."

Lance says, "That's why I'm here, to light your path. And the first step leads us right into that office." This doesn't feel right. Something in my gut is telling me to walk away, but I need his help. I don't know what else to do. So I walk through the wall into the office then open the door and let Lance in.

I say, "Did you see me? Did you?" I am a little excited I managed to do that on command.

Lance says, "Yeah. Wow, Kitty. How did it feel?"

I am jumping for joy as I say, "Oh, it was, like, totally unbelievable!" I give him a hug.

Lance says, "You're making it yours, Kitty. Once you own it, nothing can own you." I just smile up at him.

Lance goes over to a computer and starts typing on it. This doesn't feel right. He pulls something out of the computer and laughs as he says, "Test answers present and accounted for."

This isn't right. I say, "That's what this is about? Cheating?"

Lance says, "Hey, this crummy school uses these kind of tests to keep us down, Kitty." How? That makes no sense. Every school everywhere has to take tests. Lance goes on, "No more! We take control. Now, let's modify some grades. Pryde. P-R-" Did he really think I would buy that? Or let him change my grades?

I say, "No!" I pull him away from the computer and he grabs my arms.

Lance says, "Look, there's no victim here. We're just evening the score." I don't feel like I can trust him. I feel like he just used me to get in here and cheat.

I say, "This doesn't feel right. I-I've changed my mind. I wanna go." I start to leave, but Lance grabs me.

He says, "Whoa. Whoa. What are you doing? Come on Kitty."

I hear the door open and someone say, "Let go of my daughter." I turn and see my dad running into the room with my mom and that red head from earlier behind him.

I say, "Huh?"

Lance says, "Far enough, old man." He then uses his power to make a book case fall on my dad. I may be upset with him, but that does not mean I want to see my dad hurt. What is wrong with this guy?

Lance still has a grip on one of my arms I hit his chest as I say, "No! Stop!"

Lance says, "Their just going to confuse you Kitty. We're out of here." This was a terrible idea and I will never trust this guy again.

I hear my mom say, "Kitty, please! We can work through this together."

I try to pull my arm away as I say, "Let go of me." Lance is using his power to try to take down a wall so we can leave, but I don't want to leave with him.

Lance finally makes a hole in the wall and says, "We're in control now. We make our own way." He grabs both my arms and forces me to look at him.

I hear my dad say, "Kitty, I've pushed you to this. I know. I wanted to pretend nothing was wrong. I'm not perfect. I'm learning, just like you are."

I start to cry again as I say, "Daddy?"

Lance pulls on my arm as he says, "Forget them! Come one I'm bringing this place down." He starts to do what he said he would.

I look up and see the red head keeping the rocks from hitting my parents with her powers. She says, "You called your gift a curse. If you go with him, I guarantee it will be."

My mom then frantically says, "Please, Kitty. Listen to her!"

My dad says, "Sweetheart, we love you!"

Lance ties dragging me out of the building again as he says, "They're too late. You're with me now." Um, I never agreed to that.

I phase my arm through his hand as I say, "No, I'm not!" I go to run to my parents when Lance lets out a growl the building comes down on me and I scream. For a second I think it is all over, but then I notice I'm standing in the middle of the rocks. I walk through the rocks back to my parents and apparently my new friend.

When I get back to where they are I say, "Whoa."

My mom says, "Kitty? Kitty!"

I say, "Ok. Like, everybody grab onto me. I'll get us out." Everyone grabs onto me and I lead us out of the building go through all the rocks and metal pieces.

When we exit the building there is a man waiting there for us. He says, "Yes, Kitty. It is a gift, and you've used it well." So he can read my mind too. I guess him and my new red headed friend came here together. There is something making me feel like I can trust the both of them.

After trusting Lance you'd think I wouldn't trust anyone else, but I do trust them. I also hope I never see Lance again the jerk.

I hug my mom and say, "Mom, I'm so sorry." This could have been avoided if I stayed home and processed this today. I then turn to my dad and say, "And, daddy, these people, they, like, want to help me. I trust them."

Dad puts his hands on my shoulders and says, "I know, sweetie. And so do I. Professor, I think we have some things to talk about."

The professor says, "Yes we do."

We all went back to my family home and spent hours talking. I formally met Professor X and Jean Grey. It was decided that I will move with them to the school of the gifted the professor runs. I am excited about the opportunity to be with people who understand what I am going through.

I apologized to Jean about how I originally acted and for what I said when she first tried to help me and she said it was ok. It was decided that I would leave today with the professor and Jean to start working on controlling my powers and to get settled in my new home.

Jean helped my pack everything I would need and my parents promised to put money on my emergency card so I can get anything I might need when I am there. We got all my stuff packed up and then I said good bye to my parents and left with my new friends. It has been one heck of a day and I can't wait to see what my new adventure brings.