I miss the softest of the grass underneath my feet. The little sound it makes when kicking a rock across the road like a soccer ball. The faint cheers and cry’s of children playing tag, and the paranoid eyes of the parents making sure their kid’s didn’t hurt themselves. The old straw huts that couldn’t even block out rain and yet still provided protection and safety. There’s no elder telling me off for not wearing my uniform. No one who knows what I have done. No judging gazes, full of hatred and disgust. Cursing me underneath their breathe, the really mad ones would do it to my face. No handcuffs restricting the slightest movement of my digits, stopping me from unleashing my powers. I sigh and look that the deep crater that used to hold the water. “Perhaps, I did went too far.” I shrug.