Chapter 2 Dylan
--God? You are kidding me! I say.
--Sean! What are you talking about? Wiro says. He has no idea what happened just like I do.
--OK! First! There are gods in the world. And there are many of them. Second, you two are like me. YOU ARE MIND-GODS. Sean says.
--Mind-god? You mean children f gods? Wiro asks.
--No! MIND-CHILDREN of gods!!! Sean says.
--Is there any different? I ask
--Of course there is. Mind-gods have their own parents. When gods travel around the world, they will find someone they like. Then they will transport some power to them. They won’t get any power because power has to born with them. So their kid will get powers. Their kids are call mind-god. There are children of gods too. Usually they are call half-god. Sean says.
--So you are telling me we have super powers? I ask.
--Yes! Now you have to wake you power. Dylan’s power is already wake up a little. Sean says. Wiro look confess. But I know what he is talking about.
--You are the mind- son of Yosanna. Goddess of message and information. Sean says
--So that’s why you are always the first one who know the news from office. Wiro look amazingly at me.
-- Yes! Dylan’s power is to get information. When it is fully awake .It is going to be powerful enough to just get big the school is by touching the ground. Sean smiles.
--Cool!! I say .I can’t wait for my power to wake up. I always wish I have some kind of super power. Now it finally comes true.
--And about Windrous. Your power seems to be really strong. I don’t know your mind-mom or dad yet Sean says. Wiro looks sad.
--Anyway. Let’s go to mind-god club. Sean says.
--Huh? Wiro looks weirdly at me.
--What’s that? I say.
--You will know soon. Sean says.
--Just tell me! I say. I feel angry. The anger is from nowhere. I am angry about confession. Then I feel a wave of power within in my body.
--God? You are kidding me! I say.
--Sean! What are you talking about? Wiro says. He has no idea what happened just like I do.
--OK! First! There are gods in the world. And there are many of them. Second, you two are like me. YOU ARE MIND-GODS. Sean says.
--Mind-god? You mean children f gods? Wiro asks.
--No! MIND-CHILDREN of gods!!! Sean says.
--Is there any different? I ask
--Of course there is. Mind-gods have their own parents. When gods travel around the world, they will find someone they like. Then they will transport some power to them. They won’t get any power because power has to born with them. So their kid will get powers. Their kids are call mind-god. There are children of gods too. Usually they are call half-god. Sean says.
--So you are telling me we have super powers? I ask.
--Yes! Now you have to wake you power. Dylan’s power is already wake up a little. Sean says. Wiro look confess. But I know what he is talking about.
--You are the mind- son of Yosanna. Goddess of message and information. Sean says
--So that’s why you are always the first one who know the news from office. Wiro look amazingly at me.
-- Yes! Dylan’s power is to get information. When it is fully awake .It is going to be powerful enough to just get big the school is by touching the ground. Sean smiles.
--Cool!! I say .I can’t wait for my power to wake up. I always wish I have some kind of super power. Now it finally comes true.
--And about Windrous. Your power seems to be really strong. I don’t know your mind-mom or dad yet Sean says. Wiro looks sad.
--Anyway. Let’s go to mind-god club. Sean says.
--Huh? Wiro looks weirdly at me.
--What’s that? I say.
--You will know soon. Sean says.
--Just tell me! I say. I feel angry. The anger is from nowhere. I am angry about confession. Then I feel a wave of power within in my body.
Asperger's Syndrome is a mild form of autism with a bit of learning disability. It is the same as social anxiety. People with this kind have difficulty learning academics, socializing with other people, and forming friendships.
What does it feel like to have this? You'll be sensitive to loud sounds, lack of interest in to many things, difficulty understanding sarcasm and jokes, you'll feel lonely and alone, you see the world differently to other people, and the most overwhelming is you feel different in the world. It is also a lifelong condition and can't be cured. But help is a guide of their life. You will realize that those people have more intelligence and will grow up successfully in their life. And also they have a great heart of understanding on people's problems. They will also be kind and patient from what we are.
See the outside, and know deep the inside. There's no nothing than a reason behind.
It's better to be UNIQUE!
What does it feel like to have this? You'll be sensitive to loud sounds, lack of interest in to many things, difficulty understanding sarcasm and jokes, you'll feel lonely and alone, you see the world differently to other people, and the most overwhelming is you feel different in the world. It is also a lifelong condition and can't be cured. But help is a guide of their life. You will realize that those people have more intelligence and will grow up successfully in their life. And also they have a great heart of understanding on people's problems. They will also be kind and patient from what we are.
See the outside, and know deep the inside. There's no nothing than a reason behind.
It's better to be UNIQUE!
Why does life seem to be getting more and more confusing? People always told me, "You will understand once you grow up." Now, I do not agree in any way with those people. Breakups, your friend dumping you, getting in trouble, those are all things that happen basically everyday today. Before, when I was a little girl, people always fussed over me, took care of me, were friends with me forever, it seemed. What happened? Why is this happening to me? I want to ask that. But no one seems to know the answer. Especially when we see fights out, we know that fog is drifting into our minds. I don't like this at all. I want the fog to lift. But it doesn't seem to be happening...not today, or ever. Everything seems to be staying the way it is right now: confusing, awkward, new to us. I really hope that one day something will change. But...for now, the future isn't bright. Not in any way I see it.
Freedom stood tall,
Bravely waving in the air,
Hoping all could be reminded
Of his courage
Freedom stood
In the midst of war,
Never before standing so bravely still
Even during hard times
Fighting England, his enemy
He stood, wearing
His Red, White, and Blue apparel
Freedom stood tall, waiting for an end to slavery
Waiting for a start for freedom
Freedom stood...
To remind his people to stand up for their rights
And Freedom broke away from his shackles
Freedom broke away from his worst enemy
Bravely waving in the air,
Hoping all could be reminded
Of his courage
Freedom stood
In the midst of war,
Never before standing so bravely still
Even during hard times
Fighting England, his enemy
He stood, wearing
His Red, White, and Blue apparel
Freedom stood tall, waiting for an end to slavery
Waiting for a start for freedom
Freedom stood...
To remind his people to stand up for their rights
And Freedom broke away from his shackles
Freedom broke away from his worst enemy
