Who are you?

Who am I

I’ve been in this life for 16-year. I thought I would have had a different life than the one I have had so far. My name is Katarina, and I was given gifts that I did not ask for. I was born a regular girl, into a regular family. I have two older twin brothers named Quin and Christoph that I think love me, but they are older and even though we are blood we are certainly very different.

My mother gave me gifts that my brothers never received. The power over the elements, and since she gave me these gifts, she gave me her beauty; her blonde hair shimmering white, her grey eyes. Everyone used to comment on my looks but I couldn’t handle all the attention anymore. Now I need to hide. My mother died when I was 5 and she left me a letter that my father finally gave me when I was 12 years old. I knew I was different but wow I was not expecting what I read in that letter. She was born with gifts as well, but she pushed her gifts away as she was scared what people would do if they found out. Apparently, her mother was killed by the people of her small town in Europe. She wrote that in order to protect myself, I couldn’t tell anyone, including my father and brothers about my…gifts. My dad used to ask what my mom had written in the letter as she had made him promise not to open it and read it himself. I just told him that she regrets not seeing me grow up and that she loved me.

My hair is now brown and mousy and no one can suspect that I have anything but a nerdy quiet personality. I have always liked baggy clothes anyways as well. Never understand what’s the point of wearing such tight pants half your ass shows when you sit down. My shirts though are always on point. Found a company on i********: that makes these one of a kind t-shirts that has different cartoon characters all buffed up on steroids. Who wouldn’t want to see what big bird would look like ripped.

I was so close to moving on next year without any drama, but as soon as I enter the halls of my high school, I knew something was different. There is electricity that I never felt before. My one friend that I have kept close to me came excitedly that there is someone new. Her name is Katie and she is the one person that I think I could trust….but I haven’t. I don’t know why….” She says there are new students”.