Don't Hurt Me Unless You Want Ten Times Worse

I was born unable to feel physical pain.

When I was five, my jealous cousin, Chloe, cornered me when no one else was around. She shoved a sharp hairpin deep under my fingernail.

I didn't even flinch.

But suddenly, she clutched her own hand, screaming and rolling on the floor in agony.

When I was fifteen, Brittany, the most popular girl in school, pushed me down a flight of concrete stairs.

I simply stood up, brushed the dust off my clothes, and acted as if nothing had happened.

She, however, let out a bloodcurdling shriek, collapsing to her knees as she clutched her shattered legs.