Personal Narrative: My Body In Space

There was no light, no voices or soul; just darkness. I felt every cell in my body panic as my air supply began to cut off. I felt my body sink lower and lower. The increasing pressure made it merely impossible for my muscles to contract. My body was immobile, in my head I kept screaming, begging my arms to move, I was pleading my body to desire life. Finally my eyes opened and I realized I was alive. The soil, air and sound where all the same as before, except I could feel every living organism around me. The air made me feel as if my body was gravitating in space, my feet did not feel a hard dirty surface they felt lightweight clouds, and the chirping birds sang notes that only musicians can dream of. I had the same body but a different …show more content…
Walking, running and talking all become something extremely challenging for me to do. Some days I would go for a jog and find myself running on thin air. My strength also developed greatly. I often close doors behind me and use what I consider zero effort, but the doors always fell off as if hulk had just left the room. Every Time I would accidentally bump into an object I would send it flying, regardless of how heavy it was.My mind was not the same, I would be interacting with people and out of nowhere they would do things I was only hoping they would do. Sometimes a I 'd wish for my chemistry teacher to drop everything and leave class, which he would often do on my minds …show more content…
He takes hours to regenerate, I’m constantly trying to catch up. Our last encounter didn 't end so well foe either of us. He was a puddle of Acid and I lost Erin, my adoptive brother. Erin is twenty only two years older than me, he was attending Harvard Law School and wanted to become an environmental lawyer. Erin always cared about any living organism, he was vegan and part of every club imaginable. Helping others and improving the world he lived in was his life 's mission. Erin was my hero, I aspire to have the kindness he poses. Sadly we kind of lost touch, he got real busy and I was stopping crimes, small talk was all we had. Two weeks ago he was on the news, and not for being a tree hugger, but for speaking on the behalf of CIRK, the biggest pharmaceutical company in the world. He was giving a public statement on how CIRK had develop a chemical that would purify any water. This was great new for everyone considering how only a small percentage of the world has access to clean water. CIRK had plans to dump the chemical into every water source, that way everyone would have access to clean water. I would had been completely proud of him except there was a very familiar person standing next to him. Ignomen, this time he embodied a young and attractive female. If Ignomen was involve, then there was definitely something