WHEN I LOOK IN THE MIRROR
Jamie
Jamie was brushing his teeth while his clones cleaned up his room, made his bed and picked out what he would wear for the day. At least he thought they were the clones. Sure being able to copy yourself had its advantages but then there was a side effect no one thought about.
It was a fear he had that always haunted him whenever he used his powers at times. He looked in the mirror as he slowly stopped brushing and began to wonder if he was the original. All his clones had the same memories, the same thoughts and feelings he had and when he absorbed them he absorbed all that hey knew too.
Most of the memories were easily blended to his own since they were the same but it was hard at times to think what were his own memories and what were those of the clones. That led to the other major fear he had. What if the original Jamie had been absorbed by a clone long ago? What if he wasn't the real one, what if he was a clone and the real Jamie was in his room, or had been gone for so long no one had known it, not even him.
He shook his head to clear his mind. Ever since that first day his powers kicked in he was worried that he would no long know who he was. How can you know who you are if you're no long an individual? If there were always other like you then what made you, you? What made him unique or special among many that were the same?
When he slipped coming down the stairs one day and the first time he multiplied he had freaked, and so did the others. In fact they had an argument about who was the real Jamie. His parents had heard the noise and boy were they surprised. After a few minutes after everyone had calmed down the clones seemed to disappear.
After that Jamie found whenever he hit something more of him would appear. His dad was a scientist and after getting over the shock of it tried to figure out what was causing it. He tried for weeks in vain to figure it out, and his mom had slowly gotten used to it.
Then Professor Xavier had come calling one day. He explained everything to Jamie and his parents. His dad was relieved that there was a scientific explanation for it all. They talked and after much discussion they had to agree that Jamie needed to be in a place that could teach him how to control and use his gifts. His dad didn't have the first clue on mutation or any experience dealing with it, so he accepted Xavier's offer.
Jamie had been both terrified to leave his home, but also couldn't wait to meet others like him. When it had happened it was during summer break so there was no school, which was lucky cause how would he explained what had happened to him?
Now here he was and he was glad he had come. Things were different and he missed his old home and friends and his mom and dad especially. But he needed to be here, if there was a way to figure out how to control his powers he needed to know.
And maybe he wouldn't have to have the nearly constant fear nagging him in the back of his mind questioning if he was the real Jamie. If he was a clone or that the original had been absorbed after the first time. Then he thought if that was true then would that happed to him? Would be absorbed one day like his clones?
He took a drink of water and rinsed and then spit. He took one last look in the mirror. "I am the real Jamie, I always have been and always will be." He said to the reflection. The only 'clone' of himself he couldn't absorb. He said this little line when he was alone and the fears of who he really was surfaced.
He pushed the fears down and away. He was the real one, he kept telling himself. He wouldn't allow himself to think otherwise. So he got out of the bathroom and went to change for breakfast pushing his fears to the back of his mind.
Jamie
Jamie was brushing his teeth while his clones cleaned up his room, made his bed and picked out what he would wear for the day. At least he thought they were the clones. Sure being able to copy yourself had its advantages but then there was a side effect no one thought about.
It was a fear he had that always haunted him whenever he used his powers at times. He looked in the mirror as he slowly stopped brushing and began to wonder if he was the original. All his clones had the same memories, the same thoughts and feelings he had and when he absorbed them he absorbed all that hey knew too.
Most of the memories were easily blended to his own since they were the same but it was hard at times to think what were his own memories and what were those of the clones. That led to the other major fear he had. What if the original Jamie had been absorbed by a clone long ago? What if he wasn't the real one, what if he was a clone and the real Jamie was in his room, or had been gone for so long no one had known it, not even him.
He shook his head to clear his mind. Ever since that first day his powers kicked in he was worried that he would no long know who he was. How can you know who you are if you're no long an individual? If there were always other like you then what made you, you? What made him unique or special among many that were the same?
When he slipped coming down the stairs one day and the first time he multiplied he had freaked, and so did the others. In fact they had an argument about who was the real Jamie. His parents had heard the noise and boy were they surprised. After a few minutes after everyone had calmed down the clones seemed to disappear.
After that Jamie found whenever he hit something more of him would appear. His dad was a scientist and after getting over the shock of it tried to figure out what was causing it. He tried for weeks in vain to figure it out, and his mom had slowly gotten used to it.
Then Professor Xavier had come calling one day. He explained everything to Jamie and his parents. His dad was relieved that there was a scientific explanation for it all. They talked and after much discussion they had to agree that Jamie needed to be in a place that could teach him how to control and use his gifts. His dad didn't have the first clue on mutation or any experience dealing with it, so he accepted Xavier's offer.
Jamie had been both terrified to leave his home, but also couldn't wait to meet others like him. When it had happened it was during summer break so there was no school, which was lucky cause how would he explained what had happened to him?
Now here he was and he was glad he had come. Things were different and he missed his old home and friends and his mom and dad especially. But he needed to be here, if there was a way to figure out how to control his powers he needed to know.
And maybe he wouldn't have to have the nearly constant fear nagging him in the back of his mind questioning if he was the real Jamie. If he was a clone or that the original had been absorbed after the first time. Then he thought if that was true then would that happed to him? Would be absorbed one day like his clones?
He took a drink of water and rinsed and then spit. He took one last look in the mirror. "I am the real Jamie, I always have been and always will be." He said to the reflection. The only 'clone' of himself he couldn't absorb. He said this little line when he was alone and the fears of who he really was surfaced.
He pushed the fears down and away. He was the real one, he kept telling himself. He wouldn't allow himself to think otherwise. So he got out of the bathroom and went to change for breakfast pushing his fears to the back of his mind.