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Praise Agunna Song writer, poet, short story writer @ Self employed
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The Day I Found Out I Was Not Human Final
<p><br></p><p>The Day I Found Out I Was Not Human – Part 3 (Final)</p><p>Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional and is not real. Please do not plagiarize.</p><p><br></p><p>---</p><p><br></p><p>I stared at my reflection, my breath catching. My once-dark pupils now glowed with a soft, silvery light, almost alive. A part of me wanted to scream, but another—some deeper, ancient part—felt... calm. Familiar. Like I had finally remembered a name I’d forgotten.</p><p><br></p><p>“How long have you known?” I whispered, my voice trembling.</p><p><br></p><p>Dad didn’t flinch. “Since the day you were born. The moment I held you, I felt your energy ripple. It’s why we’ve stayed hidden so long.”</p><p><br></p><p>“Hidden from what?”</p><p><br></p><p>Mom and Dad exchanged a glance. My mother looked away, as if the truth itself would hurt to speak aloud.</p><p><br></p><p>“There are others,” my father said. “Not all Nyari want peace. Some want control. And a hybrid like you, Reya… they would see you as a threat. Or worse, a weapon.”</p><p><br></p><p>A weapon? My heart pounded. “So what now? Am I supposed to fight them?”</p><p>&nbsp;“No,” my mother said, finally meeting my gaze. “You’re supposed to choose. That’s why the awakening happened now. Your powers will grow stronger—but only if you accept them.”</p><p><br></p><p>“What if I don’t?”</p><p><br></p><p>“You’ll remain part of both worlds, but belong to neither,” Dad said gently. “Your body will resist itself. It won’t understand what it is.”</p><p><br></p><p>I closed my eyes, listening to my own heartbeat, now loud like a drum in my ears. I thought about Lana and Jason, about my room, my favorite song, the way sunlight poured into the courtyard at 4 p.m. I thought about every laugh, every tear—and every time I felt like I didn’t belong. Maybe now I knew why.</p><p><br></p><p>“I don’t want to fight,” I said slowly. “I don’t want to be hunted or feared. But I won’t hide either. If I have this power… I’ll use it to protect.”</p><p><br></p><p>A stillness settled in the room. My father nodded solemnly. My mother reached for my hand.</p><p><br></p><p>Then, as if responding to my choice, a pulse of energy surged through me. Not painful—warm. Like being wrapped in something vast and old and kind.</p><p><br></p><p>I didn’t know what the future held. I didn’t know how to be Nyari or even fully human anymore. But for the first time, I wasn’t afraid.</p><p><br></p><p>My story wasn’t over. In fact, it had only just begun.</p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p>The End.</p>

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