by AF, Sacramento
Humans. A bipedal primate mammal also known as Homo Sapiens. They are born into this world only to age and die later.
While they are walking the earth, they can choose to repopulate and have kids. These kids will grow up and then be the next to wither and die. It’s a non-stop cycle of life.
Knowledge has been passed down from generation to the next generation. Starting with who knows what or who, we have evolved. “We” went from Ancient Egypt to modern technology in the blink of an eye.
We have created weapons that contain bullets and missiles that can blow up huge portions of the world. Humans have been known to consider themselves superior to all others.
But that is the question that I am looking for the answer to. Who is the “all”? What else is out there in the other planets, galaxies, or even the universe? But above all, what is lying on this planet earth?
My government name is AM, but who am I really? I have walked certain parts of California for sixteen years, and I still can’t fit in with the rest of my “kind.” Am I even human? If I’m not human then what am I? What are my true origins?
It’s hard to look for information when I don’t know where to start. My childhood is always changing and I can’t seem to remember where I originally came from. I was put into the foster care system when I was about five years old, yet I remember it as it was just last week.
My parents had died in a car crash leaving, leaving me and my three younger siblings alone to fend for ourselves. I have come home to discover that my parents might not be dead after all.
They could still be walking the earth, but the question is, how? Did they fake their deaths and run off into the sun together? No. They decided to have another family. I now have two more younger siblings that are twins!
I don’t know what their genders are, but the fact that they came along after I settled into another family of my own has also puzzled me. Who is lying to me? Are they dead or are they alive? Why did they decide to get rid of me and my siblings? What is going on?
Stuff like this is not normal, which is how I came to believe that my existence isn’t normal either. Remember when I said I didn’t fit in with the rest of my “kind”? Well, the thing is, I’m very convinced that I’m not human myself.
So, what does that make me? The truth is, I have no clue. So that’s when I decided to dive into the world of The Supernatural. Supernatural has many meanings.
One is “departing from what is usual or normal, especially so as to appear to transcend the laws of nature.” The Supernatural is a consistent myth throughout time and many different religions.
Religion wise there are gods. Gods from Greek mythology have always interested me. The banging from Zeus, god of thunder, or Hades, of death and riches. But why stop there? Romans have gods that they have worshipped throughout the times. Mars, Neptune, Diana, and so much more.
Then there is Aztec, Egypt, Norse, Chinese, and countless more. Are these people and entities real? Yes and no. They are real to the believers and don’t exist to those who are non-believers of these great legends.
Other supernatural beings are vampires, witches, werewolves, warlocks, magic, spirits, doppelgangers, hybrids, demons, angels, and so much more folklore. How these things originated has always been my concern. The most common answer has always been stories.
But there is more than just that. Remember people have worshipped these spiritual beings. Stuff like that is very hard to just make up out of thin air. And studies go to say that they used to kill people who were accused of fiddling with magic or being a creature of magic.
I read an article where a man found the grave of a couple who had been ‘staked’ by silver. Who am I to say that in that article I didn’t just read about vampires? Biographies and the internet show tales of these things being out there.
There are people who practice in the arts of the dead or even magic. Are they frauds or are they real things of legend? If someone were to walk up to me and say they were a vampire and it was broad daylight, I wouldn’t call them crazy, but I would ask for a demonstration of their abilities.
In my opinion, humans refuse to believe in legends because they fear change. They fear what will happen once the world of nightmares becomes a reality. There could already be supernatural creatures walking the earth today.
They could have jobs, work for companies, or just be exploring the world. So how come we never encountered one? Well my guess is that if they wanted to be known then they should have no problem popping up.
Or they could fear what people and scientists will do once they get a hold on them. Humans are crazy like that. They would want to experiment with these beings and do god knows what with them.
A whole lot of discoveries can be made once they know what we’re dealing with. But then, you have people who would want to become beasts of legend themselves for the perks.
For example, vampires have been known to have immortality and can only die from the sun, being staked in the heart with a silver, decapitation, or burning them alive. With this information, a lot of people will want to turn.
Then the whole world will be in power. New rules, curfew, what you can and can’t do, a new government would have to be created.
That’s probably why they keep their existence a secret. For all creatures. But then one question still remains. Where do I fit in all of this? Am I supernatural or human?
Am I good or am I evil? In truth I consider myself just to be in between. I had to have been born from a human mother or father. If they were both supernatural, I should have come into my abilities by now. Or rather had a grasp of my true potential.
My time in the Youth Detention Facility has really changed me. When I first came here, I was completely scared of this place. But through that fear is how I came to see the things I do. Apparently, I have some split personality living inside of me or even around me.
At first, I thought they were just random people moving about, but I came to realize that’s false. When I told my mom about this, she said I had to get right with God. But see, that’s the problem.
Although I do believe in the Almighty, my beliefs lie elsewhere. I’m Satanic. I know it’s not a good thing to be or so they say. But my loyalties are pure. He or she has helped me through a series of hard times.
I even felt myself fade as I gave in to the darkness. You see, the word that best describes me is maniac. I’m a young, gay, African American, Satan loving, mature being. And there are a lot of people that I know who would agree with me.
I’m still happy and bright in everything I do, but I’m just a little unstable. I had always loved the feeling of mental pain along with physical pain until I got the proper treatment.
I feel even better now because I get to watch these humans struggle through their own needs. It’s like a second meal to me. Their shouts and protests because they don’t see something as fair is just downright ridiculous. I have been known lately to look down on them and humans in general, I consider my life less complicated than theirs.
Although my life is filled with endless opportunity, I have been making the most stupid decisions of my ongoing lifespan. For example, ending up here has not been a very easy thing to do along with a lot of minor things that I have done throughout the year.
If I had to blame it on someone, it would most likely go to my inhuman side. If I had to choose, I would most likely consider myself a hybrid of some sort. If anything, there is a major possibility that human may be in there somewhere. But my unknown trait is something that I’m striving to find out.
There are tons of creatures and beasts that I could range from, but the one that I had put out, was being half-god. It just doesn’t come out like that and I doubt I’ll be able to ever find my godly parent with all this madness and different religions.
I would hope to be associated with Anubis, Hel, Hades, or even Thanatos himself if that means they would appear before me. So, I can finally get the answer to all my sudden fears and questions that I am dying to find the answers to.
In conclusion, I have completely come to terms that the success of my parent being a god from a religion that I like is nearly impossible. I can’t be from a vampire, or so I hope, because one, I am not that crazy about blood.
And two, I don’t have sharp fangs and salt and the mirror has never been a threat to me. And finally, I can walk in the sun and I have no paleness whatsoever.
If I were to be a half-vampire, I would easily be able to have increased strength than anyone I have ever met. Because of this false claim, I know that vampire is not on top of my list. The next creature in line is a werewolf.
First of all, I have never been able to shape shift, so I know that my genes do not lie on those terms. Next, I have never howled on a full moon or shown any signs of aggression as the night has come upon me.
And I have a great compassion towards dogs, however I’m smart enough to know that it’s very dangerous to approach a wolf. That being said, I’m not going to run into the wild looking for a wolf to bite me so I can change. The wolf would most likely take more than the average bite and before I know it, I have been made a meal out of.
Another option is a magic user. Magic comes from within the mind and how someone is able to channel it. Earth, air, fire, and water are the four elements that everyone starts with.
More advanced magic, such as necromancy and compulsion could be hard on the body. It’s said that if someone were to use too much magic at any given time, their body would burst from the magic consuming them.
It’s a huge gamble I’m willing to make if I’m able to learn magic and to find out that I was born from a secret magic organization. It’s funny that a lot of people think about money or what they’re going to wear for their friend’s party and I’m stressing on the truth of my origins.
Magic seems like the most likely suggestion and I hope that sooner or later, I’ll find out signs of this so I can be surely certain about it. It’s hard to go through something so stressful and being the only one who is being left out of some family business.
The sooner I find out, the better. But for now, I will continue to dig into the supernatural world. Until the next time I decide to write another one of these, yours truly, AF, from the year 2020 and beyond.