Snippet #2345201

Annaleah wasn't fond of waking up and when she hear the knock on her door, she let out a groan. "It's too early to be morning," She grumbled, throwing her head over her pillow in resistance. She knew, however, that she didn't have a choice in the matter and would have to get up as quickly as possible. It was one of the many things she absolutely despised about the Arctic Mental Institution. That and the fact they made her feel insane when she most definitely wasn't. She could do things that normal people couldn't. She could shut of lights and turn them off with only a thought. She knew this because she had practiced it in her bedroom a thousand times, though she never dared to try anything else. Before she had come to the institute though, she had electrecuted herself many times with voltages that could have killed a fully grown man instantly, but she had barely even felt a tingle. If anything, it had made her feel stronger, renewed, like she could do anything with all that power flowing through her. At the institute, they told her she was hallucinating. Crazy. Possibly schizophrenic. Delusional.

She frowned, getting out of bed, showering and dressing herself. The outfit she had chosen was simple...Well, simple for her. Her legs were covered in a pair of brightly colored leggings, that depicted blue lightning in a night sky. They were her favorite. For the upper half of her body she wore a simple, short black dress and jean vest. Technically, it wasn't so simple, but at least she wasn't wearing a funky hat or scarf along with it, and she had completely decided against any jewelry. She was also wearing flip flops. She never wore flat shoes. Ever.

When she had made her way down to the breakfast building, she noticed someone sitting alone and looking a little...grumpy. Never one to miss an opportunity to meet new people, she plopped herself down right next to him. "Hey there!" She said with a smile. "I'm Anna."