Around 2013-2014

At first, i knew i was dreaming.

I was at school and it was in the middle of the morning recess. I was on the highest floor of a building, stood on the balcony, looked down on the school ground. There was no railing, just a bare edge. I could see more than just the campus, a high wall with spikes, guards and high-tech weapons, then the jungle.

This was the school for special children. In here, there was no freedom for us. In here, they taught us how to use our abilities. In here, we learnt how to kill.

Standing on the edge, all i could think of was JUMP. The urge to let my body fall down freely was so great that i started to move my feet forward. But some part in me was saying NO. Because simply, i just do not like the feeling of falling down then find myself  awake with a panic fast-pacing heart.

After a while of careful consideration, i finally decided to jump. It was not something you could just randomly do in normal everyday life and it was a dream, so what was the harm right?

I leaned myself forward and my feet slipped off the floor, I closed my eyes and felt the wind blew through my hair. I had to admit, it was rather satisfied.

Then when i almost touched the ground, a wing grew out from my back and i flew up. They were a pair of huge white wings and i started to understand my ability. I could turn my body parts into almost anything, mostly weapons.

It was a very different ability from those who was in the school, and that was the reason why the me in the dream was trying to hide it.

I spread my wings and circled above the school ground like flying in a cage. I do not like it, so I stopped and looked beyond the fences, looked further at the skyline.

The students down below looked up in the sky and started to hope. We all were trapped.

At that moment, the school gate swung open, the soldiers rushed in. They wanted to capture me.

I saw the soldiers attacked the students and they fought back. It was the first time we dare to disobey. 

I flew straight down to the ground, arms turned to blades.

First blood had shed.

"If they want us to be weapons, then we will be the weapons."