Post by Aleph il'Aranroth on Sept 14, 2006 13:49:07 GMT -5
Imagine, if you will, that you're about 11-13 years old. Your main goals in life at this point are surviving school and goofing off with your friends. Both of which you manage fairly successfully. Until one day you go to school and begin hearing voices in your head, and you slowly realize they're your friends' thoughts. Or maybe you notice that the wind starts to do funny things when you get upset. Or perhaps you can move just a little faster than normal. Whatever it is, you have strange powers. Some friends shun you when they find out, some think it's the coolest thing ever. Your parents fear you, your teachers fear you, and the neighborhood fears you. Suddenly your simple life is nowhere near simple anymore. Added to your list of surviving school and goofing off are avoiding the local mobs, gaining control of your powers, and wishing you were normal again. Your life goes on like this for a few years until somehow, the name "St. Agnes" reaches your ears. It's a place for people like you. A place to hide and go to school. A place to learn control. A place to almost be normal. Your parents agree to send you off. You now know your history. Come to St. Agnes and determine your future...
