DOCTOR STRANGE

18

He tore the gift wrap to open that present. It had a book and a card inside it. He opened the book. It was an old book, it was in Japanese.

He couldn't read it so he put it back to his study table he then opened the letter. It was in English. It says,

"I saw you are a big man now. We knew your parents and they really loved you. I know you just want to know about them. If you ever feel like knowing them just read this book. It has all the answers you are looking for.

With love"

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After my sixteenth birthday, I received something on my every birthday. First, it's was a book which had my family history, then I got a ring which was my mother's. Then I got another book, it was not scripted in Japanese thankfully. It was in English. It was like a suspense novel. I read it, it was about a group of people from a royal family searching for a treasure. Then another piece of jewelry. And the list goes no. I kept them all dearly.

The book I received on my sixteenth birthday had many things about my family which is very hard to accept. It was like an encyclopedia. It had so many things that are questionable for my existence. It says that we can never survive with and like a normal human.

When I started reading it, which was hard enough since I couldn't understand Japanese, I realized why I was feeling so ethereal. Why my body suddenly changed without that emerald stone? That incidence was just the tip on the iceberg the book had much more. I am more supernatural than that. My existence is far away from normal.

The book had me known about the superpowers my ancestors had. My great-grandfather had the power to control minds, my grandfather had supernatural strength. My grandmother can see someone's thoughts. The book was written by my father to forward his legacy. The power his family had, it was all in it. All the good works they did for humans were detailed in it.

It had ways to see and test every individual's superpower.

I couldn't ever have enough strength to read that part of the book. I read only a few chapters in it. I just wanted to run away from that. Knowing that all the things you thought were yourself, your existence was just an illusion that was depressing enough. When my parents told me that I was adopted, I couldn't understand the true meaning of it. But I felt sad. As I grew up I started to accept that fact. But this, it just made me want to run away. Sometimes running away from the truth is easier than accepting it. It hid that book in my closet. I never read it again. All the birthday gifts, I kept them hidden in my closet in a box. I just want my life to be normal like my sister's. A normal future where I don't have to hide my real self. Where a piece of stone won't decide my future.