I sat up with the smell of antiseptic burning in my nostrils. I had a feeling like everything was spinning and I felt nauseous the cold hospital air was nipping at my nose. My hands were shaking I tried to catch my breath but as soon as I did my hands started to glow and I tried to throw off my blanket but instead of pushing it off it caught on fire I pulled off my IV and tried to run to the door.

My feet felt sore and had a horrible headache. A nurse walked in suddenly screamed I began hearing several more different voices and I was so scared so I ran.

I woke from the nightmare with a start hitting my head on the top of my desk where I had fallen asleep. Tears dripping down my eyes. It has been 13 long dreadful years since the explosion at the plant and I still have nightmares, night terrors, and sometimes I don’t even sleep. Every person I was close to died except my family but they couldn’t know I was alive because they would be in danger to.

I am Andy Griphin and I am a survivor of the plant explosion in 2012.

A few years after the explosion I learned that I can do things. Things that nobody else can.

But it is hardest to not tell my sister about it heck she doesn’t even know I’m still alive. Olivia is my sister and my best friend she is ten years younger than me and she has been my favorite person in the world sence she was born.

I always wandered what it would be like if I had died instead.

Why me? I always ask myself.

But then I remember what pasture josh always told me when I was greving with my mama’s death. My dad had just started drinking. Olivia was only three. I tried to protect her from the world. But the thing about the world is it always catches up to you.

As I said I’m a survivor. I never said I lived.

Do you know what it’s like to watch your own funeral? It’s probably the most freaky thing I’ve ever done the worst part is that nobody seemed fased exept my sister and my dad.

It hurts to know that I could have just walked right up to them and said “Hi it’s me. I’m alive.”

I honestly don’t know how I survived or why I survived but I do know that the explosion was a nightmare and nobody knows how it happened.

Today I am doing what I do every day. Spying on my sister and doing anything to protect her.

I am in my sisters office vint were I usually stay watching until her day is over but today she wasn’t here.

I assumed she was sick so I walked to her house and looked through her window. She wasn’t there either.

Ran to our dads house and saw she was there my dad was laying on the couch.

He wasn’t breathing. Olivia was crying. Dialing 911.

I ran into the house and my sister breathed out “Andy?!”

“Olivia!”

I hugged her like I was trying to squeeze the juice out of her but she didn’t seem to mind.

“What happened?!”

“I don’t know I came here because I got fired and wanted to talk to him, but I found him like this” she sobbed harder than ever before and she is a pretty tough person.

“Let me show you something.”

I lifted up my hand and a flame appeared.

“What the hell!” She took a step back. “If this is one of your little tricks...”

“Believe me it’s not let’s find this murder.”

She flashed a shy smile. Still a little scared.