Alice
I ran like I had never run. Tears slid down my cheeks like endless waterfalls and my hand, result of an act I had never believed possible, was paler than death. Unable to put it in my pocket, since it would have filled with ice, I put my other hand on the guilty one and took both to my chest before covering them a bit with my winter jacket.
This time, the corridor guard teacher, who had been so focused correcting exams seconds before, raised her head the moment she heard the screaming of the toilet, impossible to ignore. The scream uttered by the girl who I had accidentally damaged, was still rumbling in my head as if trying to echo in it or as if it wanted to destroy me even more.
"What's going on here?!" asked the woman exalted and immediately afterwards, she got up from the chair to go after me. But I did not stop running, nor did I look back. I was afraid, because I had finally demonstrated what everyone feared: I was dangerous and out of control. Definitely, now I could not blame anyone for not wanting to be near me, because nobody should. They should just fear me or hate me for being the way I was.
My legs burned as I went down the stairs with huge steps in a hurry. I came across another teacher, a middle-aged man with a round head and a robust appearance who looked at me in surprise and did not react until I had passed by him at lightning speed.
"Wait..." stopped the moment he saw me "You! Ignacio is looking for you!" shouted some seconds later and joined the race after me with Esther.
My concern was not that I was trapped by a couple of high school teachers, but that I could not control an invisible force that grew and became more powerful inside of me every moment that passed.
I soon arrived at the main door and a huge rusty blue fence was between freedom and me. I stopped in front of it and grabbed the bars as if it were the exit of a prison. Then, I turned suddenly to the teachers, broken inside. My eyes had never been so cloudy and the iris was practically indistinguishable from the blue.
"I need to leave." I said, desperate.
"Alicia, I'm going to call your mother right now." said the director who had just seen the scene from the window of his office.
"My name is not Alicia, but Alice, you would know if someone from this center listened to me!" I managed to shout with the little pride I had left.
The two professors and the director glanced at each other and I knew what they meant instantly. It was nothing other than his own way of saying that I, Alice Reed, had completely lost my mind and was crazy. Therefore, I had to change my strategy.
"If you do not open me... I'll touch you." I threatened them.
The three people present looked horrified and unconsciously took a step back. They saw me as a monster, not as a sick person. I had gone to the hospital millions of times and the sick are brought flowers, gifts, chocolates or other things, but nobody came to visit me when I was internal, except my mother. I spent long weeks in the hospital, each year had to do repeated tests, but none worked. Nobody knew why my body temperature was normally at zero degrees, instead of between thirty-five and thirty-seven.
The director wiped a sweat drop on his forehead with a white tissue. He was terribly tense, but decided not to do anything foolish. Therefore, very little by little, he slipped towards the entrance and exit of the school, always maintaining the respective distance between him and me, in order to not get accidentally frozen. He took out the keys, his hand was trembling too much and it costed him a lot to insert the correct one into the lock. The other two teachers stared at him terrified, unable to believe that the director was letting a sick woman and a danger to society, get away this easy. But they would not have dared either to do anything other than stay petrified on their site and observe how Alice, "the cold", would run away without saying a word.
At that time they did not know it, but they would never see that girl ever again, because after all, she was only a fifteen-year-old girl whose skills were about to explode.