That is when everyone beside Wendy takes two steps away from me. Then they look at me and back to Erica to where her scar located and took another step away from me. “No no no, do not act like that towards me. I am not the bad guy here. She poisons me, four freaking times.” They look at me with a question mark over their heads. The girl named Eddy raises her hand and asks, “What is the poison?” I sigh do these kids not know what is the poison? Wait, a moment that makes sense the last cause of someone being poison was over 2000 years ago. I should have suspected they didn’t know about poison. They are normal; It would have been a surprise they knew that information. The guy named Parry looks up and says, “Wait, I have heard of poison before from my grandparents. It was more of a legend back in the olden times. There was a time in which people could die by drinking something, eating, or even breathing in something dangerous. But it stops happening when the God of his world snap his fingers. Now nothing can poison us anymore.” Well, I can guess the person who did that. I know of the history of poison but would never have the guess that our God did that for us. Being poison sucks and the guy was in my room made it almost impossible for us to get poison. “So, yes Erica has overcame God’s will and poison me.” They all take a step from her. I sigh, “Clam down my god, I bet she wouldn’t poison any of you. Also, I refuse to tell you how she poisons me; I do not want to give any of you guys any ideas. So can I tell them the story or you want to keep this between us?” I look at Erica. Without looking up from her book she replies, “It doesn’t matter to me, I like them scare of me. It will sure up my position as your second. I want to hear how you saw those events. Little Brother tell us an interesting story.”

She closes her book and looks at me with shiny eyes. Everyone was looking at me. I sigh again and said, "Well lets all take a seat and let me explain to you guys how come Erica poisoned me four freaking times. So the story starts with her parents taking me in from the orphanage. Wait, have I told you guys Erica and I aren’t siblings? She is way too scary to be my sister and we have no sibling love for each other. From the first moment we met, we didn’t really get along. She loves reading books and I train to get stronger. If I knew that Erica was so evil, I wouldn’t have picked her family. That is right I got to decide who I wanted to live with and not the other way around. Erica’s family is rich.

I first met Erica when her family was visiting the orphanage. She was quietly reading a book in the corner, not bothering anyone. I didn’t think she was anything special because she looked like a quiet child that wouldn’t hurt a fly. Oh, boy was I wrong. Her parents were lovely people I later find out that wanted another child and only some as talented as Erica could keep her company. They could not have any more kids, and Erica’s talent intimidated many people. One day I find out that Erica is super talent maybe just as talented as me. I overheard her father talking to her mother; they wanted us to get along and not be so distant. That is when they decide for us to have a mini contest of skill. We competed in grades, speed, strength, and elements. In grades, we both score off the charts, but I beat her in every category in grades. For someone who doesn’t train, she kept up with me in speed and strength. She beat me in elements. I gained a newfound respect for her because she could keep up with me. So, I tried talking to her to see what she was about. I went to her room and knocked on her door. I was so nervous, I never really got along with someone my age. Erica opens the door for me and in her room, there were books from one corner of her room to Since I was exceptional, I intimated many people. I know what it feels like to be exceptional and seeing Erica’s potential I wanted to get along. Erica opened the door to her room. There were books everywhere. They were line up on the shelves of her room. If you guys would have seen it, you would have thought it was a library and not a bedroom. She had this crazy look on her face that showed detest. She asks me what I wanted in this nasty high pitch voice. I hoped that she was only mean because I was disturbing her. I ask if we could get along. That is when she put a smile on her face and said we still need to compete in fighting. She listed some terms about the fight the location and how we would judge the fight. She turned to a different person, so I agree to her terms.

Since her parents didn’t know about the fight, we had the area all to ourselves. She counts down and when she got to 4; I felt dizzy. The room started to blur, and that is when the countdown finish. Something hit me with a blast of heat and eclectic. I was mad, confused, sad, and scared all at once. How dare she hit me while I am down! How in the world did she poison me? I wanted to just get along, and I thought she was there to kill me. So, I fought back with everything I had. In my emotional state, I attack with everything I could muster. I do not understand how the fight went, because in my rage I blackout. When I woke up, both me and Erica was on the ground. Erica had a huge gash on her stomach and was laughing. I sat up and Erica turned her head towards me and said, “You are powerful. You are perfect for my test.” Then she started to laugh again. I couldn’t deal with her and with the little energy I had left I ran from her. I ran to my room and slammed the door. Ours parents heard me slamming the door and came into the room. I was rocking back and forth. That fight scared me. Who would lie in their own pool of blood and laugh like a maniac? Our parents walk up slow to me and try to confront me. At first, I push them away. They are Erica’s biological parents maybe they are just as crazy as she. They immediately gave me a big huge. I calmed down while they were hugging me. They ask me what Erica did, and I told them what happened. They rush Erica to the hospital and ask her what I said was true. Erica looked at her parents with a bored like express and told them it was true. Erica had to stay overnight at the hospital. When Erica’s parents and I got back to the house, I cried in their arms. That was the scary experience. I haven’t talked with anyone in my age group, and the first person I talk to was Erica. No one should have to go through that experience. For the first time in my life, I felt like I had no power. They comfort me and go into Erica’s room and look for anything that had to deal with poisons. They told me they would do everything in their power to find out how I was poison and figure out a way for it to never happen again. That night I fell asleep happy knowing that someone was there watching over me. It made me wish I had parents sooner.