The Stranger That Is Me

This is a story about me. I'm going to take you to a world that you thought was only make-believe. It all starts when I was 7. Everyday, strange things began to happen. I could feel the presence of others before I saw them. I knew things that I shouldn't. My mother told me to keep it to myself. That it's a family secret. The only problem with that was that my mother was my last living relative. Then one day, my mother was killed. Before I could find out the truth, my only family died. I never found out how she really died. I was only told that there was a terrible accident. So at the age of 10, I was sent to a foster family. Thankfully, my foster family were some of the best people. Unfortunately, I now had no way of finding out my family's big secret, or why as I got older, things got stranger. The world around me kept changing, and no one else seemed to notice. Not even the wonderful family who raised me from the age of 10 to now (age 18). It is now time for me to start life on my own.