I'm Different.

Isaac Pov

It's been the same schedule for 11 years now, I wake up get beat up by my dad, go to school get bullied then get beat up, go to lacrosse don't get beat up, go to work in the grave yard get beat up by boss, go home get beat up, take a shower. I don't know why they do these to me is it because I'm different I was born with a 6th sense but I think my dad beat it out of me. I have or used to have telekinesis I was able to defend myself and have fun with one my best friends Scott and Stiles but they moved away when it started. He got me when I was sleeping and I woke up inside a cold space and I was tided up so hard that my blood was frozen on my arms and ankles I got out by using it, but day after day I started to get weaker and weaker 'till my lips were blue and my skin was frozen so when my dad beat me up, I felt the sting and the pain in it all. He says its my fault, my fault that my mom died, that I scared away my two only friends left, and after all that I still didn't believe him I just agreed so he can stop early.

"Boy get up." I heard a devil say. I shot straight up and looked a him.

"Get out of bed you moron it's time for school." He said walking over to me and punching my in the stomach, hard. I fell to the ground as he laughed and shut the door today's gonna be a really long day.

"Okay class, we have two new students coming to our class today so be nice to them."Mr. Harris said, glaring at Jackson. I just sat in the back of the class when I realized that only seats left were on the either side of me. I groaned, this day just can't get any better. After a couple of minutes two boys came in that look really familiar,"Oh class this is Scott and Stiles you two can do take a seat next to Isaac Lahey in the back he said. As soon has he my names the heads snapped up and the had smiles on the face I couldn't help, but smile back. They made they was next to me.

"Isaac buddy, we didn't know you were still here." Stiles said, when ran to the office.

"Yeah I missed you man." Scott said and hugged me, I laughed. 'Wow" I thought its been awhile since I laughed.

"Hey guy yea, I'm still here." I said."Guys things changed since you been here, you two shouldn't hang around me though." I said seriously trying not to sound sad, but I guess I did since Stiles asked,

"Why what happened when we left." He asked.

"I lost" I said, but they didn't have time to respond because came back in.

After school, I went to the graveyard and started on working around listening to music on my iPhone, that I brought myself. Picking up thrash ad whatever else people leave ere that shouldn't be here.

"Lahey." Mr. Wilson yelled.

"Yes sir." I said walking into his office.

"I told you that I want the grass cut evenly and all the sticks picked up and the trash, so why was there trash and sticks everywhere and the grass cut unevenly." He said moving closer, and I knew what was coming.

"I'm sorry sir." I said.

"Sorry won't cut it this time kid." He said mencialy. He punched my in the face and straddled me so he can get a better angle I guess. All I could do was lay there helpless so fragile.

On the otherside of the window two boys saw Isaacs scars and brusies.

They both shared a look knowing what Isaac meant when he said 'He lost'.

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