(Part 2 of my story)

When I decided to escape to America, who would have thought I could teleport. It took a huge amount of my power, but I could do it. I teleported to the one place that would accept me, Las Vegas. I made it here, but there were a couple of people there looking at exactly where I teleported to. They didn't look surprised to see me just appear there. I must have caused some kind of disturbance using this much power. One of the men that was there introduced himself as "Professor Nauticon" (the man you all know as the one who teaches Gaian Nautical Studies). The one with him didn't speak the entire time I was in their presence. Professor Nauticon told me he would take me to a place where I would fit in and belong, so here I am.

It started a long time ago. I lived in Addis Ababa in Ethiopia. I always knew I was special. I could read minds and even move objects with MY mind. I used to use this ability for evil. I was always messing with the people around me, playing pranks and all. My brother always hated me. He hated my name. One day when I was asleep, he carved the words "Vegas Degas" into my arm to remind me of my curse. This could not go unpunished. While he was asleep, I used my abilities to float a brick above his head and leave it there. I woke him up quickly and he hit his head. He died on the spot. 

I decided I needed to escape this. I decided to escape to America.

(I transitioned the text from my journal because I want more people to hear about this and get involved)


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(Part 2 of my story)

When I decided to escape to America, who would have thought I could teleport. It took a huge amount of my power, but I could do it. I teleported to the one place that would accept me, Las Vegas. I made it here, but there were a couple of people there looking at exactly where I teleported to. They didn't look surprised to see me just appear there. I must have caused some kind of disturbance using this much power. One of the men that was there introduced himself as "Professor Nauticon" (the man you all know as the one who teaches Gaian Nautical Studies). The one with him didn't speak the entire time I was in their presence. Professor Nauticon told me he would take me to a place where I would fit in and belong, so here I am.

(Part three will come some time later)

It started a long time ago. I lived in Addis Ababa in Ethiopia. I always knew I was special. I could read minds and even move objects with MY mind. I used to use this ability for evil. I was always messing with the people around me, playing pranks and all. My brother always hated me. He hated my name. One day when I was asleep, he carved the words "Vegas Degas" into my arm to remind me of my curse. This could not go unpunished. While he was asleep, I used my abilities to float a brick above his head and leave it there. I woke him up quickly and he hit his head. He died on the spot.

I decided I needed to escape this. I decided to escape to America.

(I'll continue this story in a later journal entry)