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March 17th, 2006
My Life has always been a mystery to me. The only things I know for sure are the facts, and even they don't seem real sometimes.
The facts are that my whole life I've been different. I've been searching for a reason or at least some answers to my questions. Why, when I think about putting my shoes under my bed but don't want to get up to do it, do they magically fly across the room and slide neatly under my bed. Why can I move things with my mind and what does this mean? How can I control it so it doesn't happen in my sleep anymore. Ugh, I just wish I could find the answers.
July 2nd, 1999
I've been watching the news a lot lately and I keep hearing about mutants. I asked Mother Elena about the mutants and she said they are very special people, though many of the other nuns might disagree. Mother Elena said they are just normal people with special talents. I asked her if she meant like Jessie's talent to play the piano as well as he can with only two lessons, but she said 'No, not like Jessie.' She said they can do things that the rest of us cannot....like fly! I told Mother Elena that I would like to fly and she told me that if I open my mind to God that he will show me the way to my power.
I have opened my mind to God.
July 16th, 1999
Today I was playing tic-tac-toe with Kelly in the hall. We wrote on the floor with chalk so we could wipe it off when we were finished but Father Paul came and he yelled at me. I closed my eyes and wished I wasn't there anymore. I wished that he couldn't see me. When I opened my eyes he was looking around blankly but never at me. He turned to Kelly and asked where I had gone but she just looked sideways at me and said, 'She's right here, Father Paul,' which made him angry so he spanked her once then walked away. Why couldn't he see me?
October 26th, 2006
Mother Elena gave me a letter today. She said she found a place for people like me. A place where I can learn to control my "gifts" as she so nicely puts it. I read the letter and it's just like a regular boarding school. I'm going to leave tomorrow to go check it out. Mother Elena says my time here at the orphanage Abbey has past and this is where God has intended me to go next. I guess there's no harm in checking it out, right?
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