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Chapter One- Kylo Makes A Friend

Hi my name is Kylo and I was born different from you. My mother worked in a chemical plant where they make medicine to help people that are sick. She is a slender woman with long brown hair that she uses a ribbon to tie it into a ponytail to keep it out of her face.

My dad works making roads for people to travel on. He has a funny smell like something that was burnt and he has a lot of muscles. He looks like a wrestler from TV but he doesn’t wear their outfits. He dresses like a normal man in a button down shirt and faded blue jeans. He is very nice and brings treats home for me to eat if I’ve been good for mom. He calls to check up and if I’m bad then she tells him.

I’ve been given time outs and grounded a few times for being bad but my dad is not mean and I’ve never gotten a spanking. Instead my treat gets taken away or I get a time out or grounded if I’m really bad.

When I was born I had a lot of hair and I looked like a wolf. It seemed the chemicals my mom was exposed to made me become part man and part wolf. Most kids are afraid of me because I look like a monster to them. I really don’t have any friends so my parents spend as much time as they can to play with me. But it isn’t the same.

Everything changed the day I met Nyx! He spells his name weird N Y X but it sounds like Nicks when you say it. He’s different like I am except he’s not hairy like me. His eyes don’t work so all he sees is darkness.

I was walking down the street ignoring the looks people were giving me. I heard whispering from them calling me a dog. Someone was extremely rude and asked if he should throw me a dog biscuit. Although I am part wolf I am still human and people treating me like I’m a dog or some weird freak really hurts my feelings.

“Hey,” Nyx called out to me and I suddenly stopped as I saw him sitting on the grass of his lawn. He was wearing sunglasses and a pair of blue overalls. Part of my condition has given me special powers. One is an incredible sense of smell. It lets me tell certain things about people. I could tell by the smell that there was something different about him than most people.

“What’s up?” I replied not really asking the question but I’ve learned that that is how kids greet each other. I was amazed that he was actually speaking to me and not making fun of me.

“Can you help me?” He asked and I shrugged not really knowing what he wanted. He sat there and said nothing so I guessed he was waiting for me to say something.

“What do you need?” I asked. I was getting nervous because my mom had given me some money and wanted me to walk a few blocks to the corner store. Mr. Fisher owns the small store and he is one of the few people that are nice to me. I like going for walks so I was happy to get out of the house and buy the milk for her.

“Do you see a dog around here?” He asked me and I immediately knew he was making fun of me. He honestly wasn’t but at the time I did not know that.

“Why don’t you shut up!” I replied angrily and he looked at me with confusion.

“Why are you mad? I wasn’t making fun of you. I never called you names, I just asked you to help me.” Nyx said his voice sounded hurt. I was angry but the hurt in his voice calmed me a little. I was again realizing there was something different about Nyx just like there was something different about me.

“I know you’re making fun of the way I look.” I said, trying to defend myself. I rubbed my own eyes as I felt tears forming. I heard my voice crackle as if I was ready to begin crying.

“I dunno what you look like cuz I’m blind!” My mom told me to sit here so I could play outside but I can’t wander off cuz I can’t see. She gets scared I’ll get hit by a car or something. I can hear good and I hear people talking about a dog. I was just wondering if he is friendly, that’s all.” Nyx explained. I realized for the first time that what I smelled about him was that he was blind. I felt embarrassed but I was glad he could not see me blushing.

“I’m sorry,” I replied quickly as my embarrassment made me feel awful. “I was born a freak and I’m part person and part wolf.” I tried to explain. I fought to regain my composure so that I would not cry like a baby. Nyx seemed to be doing the same.

“See now you’re making fun of me! I didn’t do anything to you, so I don’t know why you are so mean.” He said and I could sense that he was about to cry.

“No, I really am sorry! I am part wolf. My mom got exposed to chemicals and I was born a freak.” I explained.

“Really? I’m a freak too cuz of my eyes not working.” Nyx said. His expression changed and I could still smell his tears but they were going away. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled towards him like a wolf.

He heard the sounds of me crunching the grass under my hands and knees. He flinched back a little startled that I was coming towards him. I got close and grabbed his hands so he could touch my fur. It was long like the hair on my head and I seemed more like a bigfoot than a wolf-boy. He rubbed his hands all over me touching my fur to get a sense of what I was like.

When he got close to my neck he stooped and asked me to get closer. I did and his hands touched every inch of my face as if trying to see the wolf parts of me.

“You really are a wolf boy.” He said in amazement. We both jumped as we heard a scream and a woman that I guessed was his mother ran at me with a brook raising it high ready to strike me. I lept away off the grass onto the sidewalk as he stopped and stared at me.

“Oh,” Was her only response.

“What’s happening? What’s going on?” Nyx asked, his voice full of panic. He reached out and grabbed his mother’s skirt and held onto it as if he could stop her from hitting me. She was too stunned by how I looked that her attack had stopped. She very slowly lowered the broom she held but she continued staring at me.

“I thought you were a dog attacking my son,” She said and I think it was her way of being sorry she was ready to hit me. She was a little older than my mother and she had more weight to her as her belly stuck out.

“Isn’t it a little early for halloween?!” She said angrily. I could tell from her scent that her emotions were fluctuating as she was trying to understand me.

“He’s not dressed up, that's what he actually looks like?” Nyx said as he pulled harder on her skirt.

“I was born like this,” I said then I explained about my mother giving birth to me like this.

“Nyx, honey, come inside.” She said as she reached for him.

“Awww mom we was just playin” He protested as he tried to push her hands away when he felt her trying to grab him.

“Nyx!” She said firmly and he stopped struggling.

“Man,” He whined as she picked him up.

“It’s time to eat. You can play with your… friend later.” She said with her one stressing the word ‘friend’ in a way that it made it sound anything but.

“Can he join us?” Nyx asked, trying to convince her to let me stay. She was so curious about me that she finally gave in but she never left Nyx’s side out of fear that I was going to do something. We brought out food as Nyx walked next to her clutching her skirt and following where she seemed to lead.

They were both asking me so many questions that I never got a chance to ask my own. It took a little bit of time but his mom finally relaxed and lost the fear of me that she had. It was at this point that she left us alone while she went inside to get ice cream.

“Sorry about her,” Nyx said and we laughed. We both felt a kinship because we were both seen as freaks. I was kind of scared because I never had a friend before and was not too sure what I was supposed to do. Sure I watched a lot of TV but nothing I saw could have prepared me for this.

Nyx asked a billion questions about TV shows we both watched. He mostly asked me to describe what the characters looked like since he only knew them by voices. We were talking so much that I lost track of time. I even forgot that his mom was there watching us.

“Oh shoot!” I said as I realized that I had forgotten about the milk and my mother must be worried by now. I jumped up and prepared to leave.

“You leavin?” Nyx asked as sadness filled his voice. I explained that I had to get the milk and his mother asked for my phone number so she could call and tell my mom that I was with them and that was why I hadn’t gotten the milk yet.

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“So I heard you made a new friend today,” My dad said as we sat at the dinner table. His voice was amused and when he first spoke to me I was afraid I was in trouble. He had skipped my treat but he later explained that it was because of the treat I ate at Nyx’s house and too much is not good for a growing boy. I, of course, objected but was powerless to force my dad to do anything.

I told them everything that had happened and how Nyx and I became friends. I told them everything I could think of that I had learned. Thinking back on it I realized how silly it was that I was telling them things that weren’t even important.

“So he wears overalls because his mom thinks it’s easier for him to put them on and take them off when he has to go to the bathroom.” I explained.

“That must be difficult if he cannot see.” My dad remarked. I shrugged as I realized that was something I had never asked about. There was a lot I did not know and I felt that they knew everything about me from all the questions they had asked.

I had made plans to see Nyx tomorrow and I looked around at my toys to see what I should bring. It then occurred to me that everything I had required you to be able to see. While this was going on my mother entered my room. She watched me as I was looking over my toys. I jumped as I turned and I saw her smiling at me.

“You scared me.” I remarked.

“What are you doing?” She asked softly. The look on her face told me that she already knew but that she wanted to wait for me to make her a part of it. I explained what I was doing and she said the same thing about Nyx not being able to see in order to play with my toys.

“Honey,” She called me. “Maybe you should play with his toys so you can learn what kind of toys to bring that he can play with.” She said, I had not thought of that but it made sense.

I again remembered that I knew nothing about him other than he’s blind. I was going to have to learn everything I could so I could be a better friend. I wanted to be like the best friends you’d watch on TV. It was something I never had before and I wanted to make up for lost time.

Over the next few days I learned a lot about Nyx and what it’s like to be blind. I was surprised that he played action figures! He had them from shows he liked. He could not see what was going on so he had to guess by his hearing. Until he touched the action figures he had no idea what the characters looked like.

He had a way of seeing by using touch, as he called it. He would use his hands to feel what something was like and it helped him see it. He had no idea about colors but he knew what bananas and apples were. He was told the colors of the fruits so he would think of that if color was mentioned.

I think the thing I liked about Nyx was that he did not judge me by my looks. All my life I was treated as a freak and a monster but he never treated me that way. He went to a special school for blind people where he could be around kids like himself.

I was jealous in a way because there are no schools for wolf boys. I was homeschooled because of how I am treated and my parents feared me being picked on. The closest thing to what I was was like the people that dress up like furries. I wondered if I could be accepted if I was among them but my parents heard too many stories of people hating furries for some reason.

Until Nyx I felt alone in a world that hated me for a reason that I did not understand. I never knew why I should be punished for being born with a birth defect. At least with Nyx It did not feel like a birth defect. He made me feel like I was awesome. Something I never felt before. He wanted me to become a superhero!

He lived alone with his mom because his dad died. They said they wanted to keep that private when I asked and since I was afraid of losing Nyx as a friend, I let it go. He had friends in school that he would tell me about but they made me jealous. I was afraid he would stop being my friend

The next game we played was to try and find out what my superpowers were. The first thing I learned was my sense of smell. I could smell the sense of people if I concentrated. Most people have a distinct smell to them. Once I learn your scent, I can follow the smell and find you. The strength of it determines how long ago you were where I smelled the scent. The longer away you are the weaker it becomes. After a day or so I can’t smell it anymore.

Plus the scent is also defined by how a person is. A sick person has a different smell than a healthy person. Most people find the smell of body odor as smelling bad or awful but it doesn’t really bother me other than telling me the last time they took a bath. Part of the oder also reflects if they are sick or not.

My eyes seem to be the same as everyone else because NYx would ask me to see things far away and each time he would ask me to see things even farther away. He trusted me to tell the truth and I knew I’d feel bad if I lied. Plus super heroes never lie, only supervillains do that and I did not want to be a supervillain.

My hearing was better than Nyx’s was and I could hear things a few blocks away but they required me to concentrate again. It seemed most of my gifts, as Nyx called them, required concentration.

I tried running to see if I was as fast as a wolf but it was tough to test with Nyx being blind. Plus I never put any practice behind it so there was no way of knowing how fast I could actually run if I trained.

“So my mom jumped but I dunno what was so scary about the movie.” Nyx was telling me as he told me about how a scary movie was on TV yesterday.

“I hate scary movies! I saw this one that… never mind.” I said.

“Never mind what?” Nyx said annoyed.

“Because I’m blind doesn’t mean I don’t get it.” Nyx complained.

“I never said you couldn’t get it, I just don’t like talking about people getting their faces ripped off.” I lied and instantly felt really bad but something in his tone made it sound like I was a bad friend. Of course the lie proved him to be correct.

“Getting their faces ripped off? Cool!” Nyx said as if the thought enjoyed him.

“Not me, I don’t like that.” Which was true for the most part. Even though everyone, but Nyx, made fun of me I would not want people to get hurt.

“So what else happened?” He asked.

“Let’s… change the subject.” I said hoping to get out of what felt like a trap.

“Boring,” Nyx said as he reached for his cane. I actually like his cane because It amazes me that he can use it to see. He gets to swing it around but if I tried that then I would get punished for being bad.

“Where you goin’?” I asked, feeling a little bit hurt that he did not want to stay and play with me.

“To the bathroom, nosey.” Nyx said sarcastically. I whined softly because I thought that he was making fun of my appearance again. He took a few steps while swinging his stick then immediately froze.

“I didn’t mean it,” He said suddenly. “A lotta kids at school say that and it just popped out.” He said apologetically.

“It’s fine.” I lied again. I still felt hurt but I was more hurt by the lies I had been telling than the remark Nyx said.

“We’re best buds forever, right?” He asked and his voice was asking if I forgive him.

“Of course! But I have to get going anyway. I have some choirs I gotta do or my mom will be mad.” I saw a hurt look on his face that I was leaving.

“OK bye, see you tomorrow…. you know what I mean.” He said and we both chuckled as I got up and walked back home. I felt awful because of the lies I told him. There was no need for me to lie yet at the time the truth felt hard to say. Sometimes I thought he could see through me even though he was blind and I wondered if he knew I had been lying.

I’d been friends with Nyx for two weeks and as I walked home I realized that my dad had not brought home a single treat for me. My original thought was that I would tell my dad I don’t deserve a treat for lying when I realized I had not been getting them. The funny thing was that it did not bother me. My friendship with Nyx was better than any treat!

I planned to talk to my parents to find out how I can stop myself from lying because it made me feel bad. I also hoped Nyx would forgive me because he did not deserve to have a friend that lies to him.