View attachment 6983 Serenity sat cross legged on top of a picnic table. It was easier to be alone then around others. She wasn't like them and she never would be. Ever since she was little she knew she wasn't like everyone else. Her hands would randomly glow black. Pretty soon she figured out she could manipulate shadows. It made her feel powerful to move a shadow across the floor or make a black orb appear between her hands. When she was a child she would sit in her room for hours playing with her shadows. She would even giggle at times. Her parents immediately thought their daughter was crazy. They sent her off to therapists, and she was even placed in a youth hospital. Her parents felt embarrassed when professionals kept telling them nothing was wrong with their daughter. Soon, Serenity became more of a burden then a blessing. That's when her personality changed. Serenity went from a bubbly outgoing teenager, to one that stayed away from people. She began dabbling in more rebellious things such as horror core music, tattoos, piercings, and she even picked up smoking. She was only seventeen, so she shouldn't be smoking. Only once was she caught by her parents. She threw a fit when they ordered her to stop so since then they have never tried to make her stop again, but when she was brought home handcuffed one night, that was the last straw. Now, she has to tell her parents every where she goes. Her phone has a GPS locator so her parents track her every location. With a sigh she dropped her head into hands. Sitting at the park was relaxing, but she was still under the watchful eyes of her parents. She couldn't get away from them. Also the growing responsibility of having to worry about her younger sister had her down. Pretty soon she would be someone's role model, and she didn't feel ready. Serenity didn't feel good enough to guide her sister, but she knew she didn't want her little sister to end up like her.