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Carmon fell asleep on the sofa when she was abruptly woken up by the door opening, with hope in her heart she turned around to face the door, it was her grandparents their faces solemn. They came in and sat beside her and her grandmother’s face turned toward her and whispered in a voice that sound like she'd been crying,
“Your mothers in the hospital, we're going to go see her.”
As the words sunk in and took hold on her mind she realised what had been spoken and the tears came unexpectedly she just nodded grabbed the spare house keys to lock the door and walked slowly processing the reason why she was leaving the house in the dead of night and entering her grandparents car. On the drive there they explained what happened,
“Carmon the reason she’s in the hospital is because a semi ran a red light and smashed into your mother’s car. They don’t expect her to live.”
The rest of the ride was defining no one spoke it was just the muffled sound of Carmon crying into her hands.
When they reached the hospital Carmon jumped out like a rabbit and dashed to the doors, to the emergency room. Her grandparents talked to the nurse then took her to the room with her mother in it.
Carmon opened the door and froze at the sight of her mother with all the tubes and mechanism connected to her and the sound of the constant beep, beep. She slowly walked in and her grandparents shut the door leaving her alone for a few minutes.
She went up to her mother whose eyes opened at the sense of her daughter, she hoped Carmon would understand her through the oxygen mask. With her using every ounce of life to speak she whispered it a cracking voice,
“Carmon once I’m gone don’t use your powers unless your life depends on it and don’t tell a single living cell, promise me.’
All Carmon could do was nod her head.
“I love you remember that,” and that was the last breath of the only one who knew.
The only one who has even known is now gone, gone forever, was the repeated thought going through Carmon’s head as she stood beside her mother’s casket. The people around her were whispering like groups in a school hallway not wanting to be overheard. Carmon was tuning it all out anyways, she didn’t like being out in public.
Carmon had been homeschooled her whole life and rarely if ever went out into public. Carmon was special, not like ordinary special but extraordinary special she had powers like the superheroes in the books she read and the movies she watched. These powers became prominent when she was about three. She started by pushing things out of her way like sofas or tables that were way too heavy and bulky for a three year old or even a grown adult to move alone.
Carmon’s mom decided it would be in their best interest just to stay home so nothing happened out in public. Carmon’s mom homeschooled her and only ever letting family into the house. Carmon learned quickly not to use her powers unless absolutely alone.
Carmon kept discovering new powers and enhancing the old ones, she was getting stronger and more powerful. Now Carmon had the ability to run about three times faster than the average human, she had invisibility, had better vision than a rabbit, omnilinguilism which is being fluent in every language including animal speech, and her most prominent power was being able to shape shift into different items all around her.
Carmon learned how to control them but just to be safe she stayed home. She was fifteen and now alone with all these powers. Carmon never thought she’d be without the support of her mother but now she was gone, her safe place was gone.
After the funeral she would live with her grandparents. She knew them quite well they came around about every two months, they had no idea about her powers.
Carmon hadn’t decided if she would tell them or not, maybe telling them they would let her still be homeschooled and not go to public school. But as her mother said not to tell a single person she was stuck with being alone.