I’d never known what true touch was like, always imagined it would be gratifying. I was turning 18 and hadn’t developed my sense of touch yet. To be expected but I was getting worried that I’d never develop it.

I could see, smell, hear, and taste but I’ve yet to experience what anything truly feels like.

I’ve gotten some pretty nasty bruises because I can’t feel anything touch my body. It’s not just in my hands, or feet, I can’t feel if my shower water is too hot or cold.

I can’t tell if someone is touching me without them having to go out their way to set my balance off.

I worry at times that it’s something wrong with me and that I won’t ever be able to feel. How would i experience love? I wouldn’t know what a kiss felt like, or when they’d wrap their arms around me.

I hear my mom calling for me from downstairs in the kitchen. The smell of breakfast was filling my noise ever so suddenly.

I’ve only had my taste for about 4 years now, surprisingly I was born with smell. I got my full sight around 2 years old, I could only see outta one eye when I turned 1.

My mom said she always knew I was special( even though I feel the complete opposite.

I make my way downstairs and see my mom at the stove finishing off buttering some biscuits. There was sausage, potatoes, eggs, and biscuits, with some fresh orange juice.

Soon as my mom sees me a smile grows across her face.

Hi Kali cake, she says as sets the biscuits on the table.

Hi mom, I say as I walk up to hug her.

I can emotionally feel how my mom’s hugs makes me feel, I just wish I could feel her. I wonder if she’s warm, or if I can feel her heart beating when we hug.

My mom is my biggest supporter so I find myself feeling like I’m missing out. I know we all experience this but can’t help but feel useless.

Before the reset of human beings, stories of being born with all senses seemed like it was centuries ago.

It’s been about 59 years since it happened and changed the world. Now some of us won’t get any sense until we’re 18, and some like me develop over time. Some cases you won’t get any senses and they recycle you. I’ve never seen it but I heard it’s painful.

There are rare cases where people are born with all their senses. I know it sounds crazy to say it’s rare now because that was the norm back then

I heard back then sometimes you’d be born with sight or hearing problems but not losing everything.

I know this breakfast is for my birthday but I told my mom not to make today a big deal. I woke up without anything changing so I insisted that we just enjoy the day but minimal.

I go to the kitchen cabinet to grab us some plates when my body feels weird.

Started feeling like electricity was coursing through my veins.

I started to double over in pain because this feeling was too unbearable. I could feel myself reaching for my mom, I held my hand out for her but this force felt like I was pulling her to me.

I seen her feet slightly raise off the linoleum floor as she drifted over to me. My arm still outstretched and my hand open wide. For some reason I motioned my hand down, and with some gentle force my mom was placed back on the floor.

What was that? She asked me, confusion written all over her face.

I don’t know, I say breathing heavy.

She comes over to me and hugs me, my body melts and lights up at the same time. I could feel her touch for the very first time. I felt warmth, soft skin, and love in her arms.

We pull away from each other and I look at my hands, I start rubbing them all over my arms and I can feel them, I can feel me.

I look over at my phone sitting on the counter, I focused my mind on it and was able to use my hand again just like I did with mom.

It felt natural. I’d seen stories about some people gaining supernatural like powers or strength when they’d developed different senses.

I went from never being able to feel anything, to being telekinetic and feeling everything. I knew I couldn’t tell anyone because when you develop these extra powers you’re seen as a threat.

I couldn’t bear the thought of something happening to my mom because of me.

I knew we’d have to find a way to control it before the guards come around and tried to pull us apart.

Okay, okay I said.

I’m excited and confused about this because it can mean danger.

I hear a bam at our front door, and immediately hear the guards trying to force their way inside the house.

They come in guns drawn, I see the terror on my moms face.

I knew what they planned to do like they’d done before. I begin to question how they found out though. How is this even possible.

I start using my new power to pick up plates, chairs, and the table to fight them back, hoping they’d give up.

They get hold of my mom and slap her, then forcing her to the ground. They put a gun to her head.

I feel rage awaken in my heart and I focus my mind on the guy who’s holding the gun to her head.

I begin making the gun heat up and melt in his hand, he yells in excruciating pain.

I begin melting the other guards guns, causing them to wail and panic. That hot horrid feeling I know was causing unimaginable pain. That’s the point I wanted to make.

I begin picking their bodies up as they’re distracted from pain and beginning throwing them outside.

Get out! Stay out! I yell as I’m trying to save our lives.

I see fear and revenge in the eyes of the captain on that team. I know they’ll be back for us and I’m sure it’ll be to kill us.

The captain throws me the most vile look you can give someone.

I know we’re on his list of to do’s now.

I run over and hug my mom after all the guards are gone.

I’m sorry this happened mom this is all my fault I say behind tears.

She wipes my tears away and kisses my forehead.

You saved us, and even if they killed me, your worth every bullet.

Just her saying that I knew I had to kill that captain before he killed me, or even worse my mom.

I knew something had awakened in me that I had to use for good.

Innocent people don’t deserve to die, and I refused for my mother to be a result of that.

I’m going to start trouble, I’m going to save us.

I tell my mom to go grab as much as she can and put it in our backpacks. I knew we would have to leave and we didn’t have much time left.

I run over to our front door that’s no longer intact. Pieces of mahogany are scattered all over from the force of busting our door in.

I peak my head outside of the doorframe just enough to see everything and everyone without them seeing me.

I hear my mom upstairs shuffling around and going in and out of different rooms. I knew I had to keep her distracted, she wouldn’t want me doing what I’m about to do.

I see the captain and some of his men standing at their truck. Its reinforced and can looks pretty unstoppable. I wonder maybe just maybe can I lift it up.

I don’t know what to do, I don’t want to make matters worse, but how many innocent people will they hunt down and kill for the sake of our government.

All I know, is I can’t go back once I do this. Nothing will be the same for anyone in the world.

Am I the rebellion they’re scared of? The truth they refuse to accept?

Whoever or whatever I am, I have to save my mom and anybody else along the way.