During my sleep I had a dream about my mother and my friends. They were at my funeral dressed in black, crying, even my father who left home came back to see my burial. I recognized the graveyard it was the same one my older brother was buried in. I didn’t expect so many people to show up. My parents and my friends were crying and the only thing I could do was to watch them from above. I watched the black coffin descending into the earth and I realised that this does not affect me in any way, since I was 10 years old I stopped caring about the people around me but it amazes me how little I care about what happened. After the burial ended and everybody left I took a look at the tombstone and confirmed that it was mine. I felt my mind screaming, wanting to get away and then I woke up.

I woke up in an unfamiliar room, I was in a bed, but it looked like a king size bed and I was placed on something that looked like a straw pillow. The room had a white walls, black ceiling, and there was a red rug on the wooden floor, well not the best style but I can’t complain. Other than the bed there were 2 pieces of furniture that looked like desks, a bookshelf that reached the ceiling and something that looked like a metal closet, why would you even have a metal closet.

My train of thought was broken by the sound of footsteps, sounded like someone was running. It was the woman who saved me, for some reason I couldn’t bring myself to call her mother in my mind, maybe because of the dream I had. She opened the door and picked me up. She took a piece of cloth and wiped my eyes while looking worried at me, I must have cried in my sleep. That piece of cloth felt nice and smooth. After she finished wiping my face she hugged my tightly. After a few minutes she put me down on the bed and I was able to see the clothes she wore. She wore a long white dress with long sleeves, an apron and something that looked like a white kerchief. She opened the closet and took a white cloth and wrapped it around me. She picked me up and took me downstairs. While going down I smelled chicken and it turned out that she took me to kitchen. There were basic cooking tools made of metal, not that I can confirm since my eyes couldn’t scan shit, I still don’t understand why my powers don’t work and is beginning to annoy me. She put me down on a chair and resumed cooking. So now I am young, weak and hungry, what can I say, great combo.

“ ♪♫♪♫♫♪♪♫♪♫♫♪♪♫” She started humming something, I don’t recognize the song, but it felt like a happy song so I kept listening to it until I started feeling sleepy.

I took a little nap until something woke me up. The man looked at me with an angry face, picked me up and put me on another chair, it was a bar stool with a few modifications. So now I had a baby chair, which is nice.

A few minutes later the smell of chicken filled the room and my caretakers sat down and ate chicken and mashed potatoes and I’m sitting here watching them eat. After they finished eating, the woman stood up and grabbed a wooden bowl and a spoon and fed me a kind of milk, which tasted sweeter than the milk I know, but at least I had something to eat.

After I ate the woman picked me up and went to the room I woke up in and put me on the bed. I started thinking that I didn’t need to be changed even once in these 2 days I spent here, maybe it was because of my body, if my body processed everything I ate, I would understand the lack of having to get rid of the useless particles in my body, which in itself was a good thing since it meant less time wasted but that God said nothing about this. While I was thinking about what will happen to me if my powers never manifested I got sleepy and fell asleep.

When I woke up it was already evening and I was hungry again, so let’s do what every baby does when he is hungry.

“WHEEEEE”, I started crying and after a few seconds the woman came in the room and locked at me.

She checked me and realized I was hungry. She bought me to the kitchen and warmed up some milk. She used a kind of fireplace to cook the food even though the rest of the kitchen looked a little more modern than that.

After she fed me she took me outside. The blue sun started turning red while descending from the sky, then the woman extended her free arm and pointed at the sky. I looked in that direction and I saw the moon, an orange moon rising in the sky. I was stunned, it was an impressive sight. The woman suddenly hugged me tightly and she smiled for the first time since I saw her. Something I missed until now was a rocking chair a few steps away from the door. She sat on that chair with me until the sun was no longer in the sky then she yawned and went inside with me still in her arms.