Part I
"Jessica!" Thud! I felt a pillow hit my face. "Get out you damn turd!" I screamed at my brother. "Mom!!! Melissa's not---" He got cut off when I threw a pillow at his head. "Ugh! I'm up, now just shut up and get out of my room Tyler!"
I groaned and got up lazily. I tripped over a shoe on the way to the bathroom, and hit my ankle. I shut the door to the bathroom thinking how horrible my day was gonna be. My ankle was really stinging now. I looked at it and it was bleeding. I sighed. Oh joy, I cut myself again. This was really hurting more than it was supposed to-- and that's when I noticed the blood was slowly turning an violet color, and sparkling.
I bent down and touched the blood. My finger burned. I quickly pulled it away and stuck it in my mouth... The blood was sweet.. Really sweet.. Tastes like Skittles.. I thought to myself. But really, that's a bit strange.
I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my ankle. The white towel was soaked in violet blood in less than two seconds. I started to feel faint and light-headed. I felt like there was no blood left in my body. I was too weak to scream... Everything got darker and darker, but just when I was about to faint, I felt this jolt of power... Surge through me. All my blood started to glow and disappear. Then I noticed the cut was gone. Not a single drop of blood was left. Not the faintest signs of a cut, which was really deep by the way.
What the freak just happened? Well, there's nothing here to prove it ever happened... So, I'm just gonna pretend it didn't and I just imagined it all. I turned on the shower. The cool water ran down my body, and with it I washed away my thoughts.
(Image on the cover taken from Pixabay)