Lack of humanity
They call me the creature, sometimes orange eyes but they always refer to me as inhuman and that I "lack humanity" I get why though. I am clearly not human, but i'm not a monster! I don't even have claws or anything. Yes my canine teeth are slightly bigger than others, and I have no belly button, and I have orange eyes but I am not a monster. I'm just a girl who so happens to look strange and has super strength but I am just a normal teenage gir-
"Say, come here right now." Ms. Marana, one of the people who works at the orphanage yells. I sadly walk towards her. "Did you scare one of the kids again?" she asks. I did but it was an accident! I'm not trying to be this!" I say and gesture to my body, my slightly off body. Ms. Marana makes a face, she thinks I'm lying. She thinks what everyone else here thinks, I'm a monster.
She sighs and leans slightly down and pats me on the back, "Just don't try to scare anyone. Okay?" I nod and she walks away. I shouldn't cry but my eyes fil with tears anyway. I wipe them on my shirt and walk back towards my, well me and the rest of the children's rooms. Each of us shares a room. Two kids per room is the rule and thankfully the person I'm with is actually pretty calm when she isn't talking about everyone secretly hating her, we call her Slurpee due to the fact at one point she stole one from a gas station without telling anyone until she got caught drinking it. She groans and looks at me "I assume you got in trouble again?" I nod. She's the only one who cares about me and doesn't think I'm a monster, she just says that I'm special and that there is nothing wrong with that.
