Jason Clark, alone as always. He sat there in the dark corner trying not to be seen by any of them. “Oppressors” he called them. If any of them saw Jason, they would torment him for sure. He wished so badly he could become it. The thing he’d wanted to become for the last 7 years. But his parents would never let him do that again. If only my parents new what I’ve been going through he thought.
Jason Clark was an only child who was gifted. If he wanted to, he could turn into a mad, insane being. His human form would be changed slightly. He has only become this “creature” twice in his entire life. When he was 5 he had become “it” when his kite was stuck in an enourmous tree. He got so mad he changed, barely even noticing it. He lifted the tree right out of the ground, tearing each and ever huge root. He then flung it over his house.
The second time he had become “it” was a week from the kite incedent. The same thing happened, he tore the tree right from the ground.