I seem to have a link to the abstract planes. Parts of me leave my body and commit stupid crimes in distant places to confuse me. My mother said she knew there was something wrong with me before she was born.
I never cried when I was a baby.
I can't be human. Totally.
I have always been in tune with things that most people aren't. Things that many deny even existing.
Magic, spirits, and so on.
But one night I changed. My personality, the way I see the world, and even the way my energy/magic feels.
It was a long time ago and my memories are...
wide world of the human race and earth.
I been felling like I'm here for a reason I feel like I'm wearing a costume like I'm been here before and I must of failed in the past or wasn't done yet? I feel like I'm on mission of sort and I feel like I'm the only one that see...