My parents had decided to give me the name Ray. My father said it was because I reminded him of the sunshine. I hated it. I cried for weeks, I didn’t care too much but I knew the crying would annoy them. So every time my parents would say, Ray, I would start to cry.

A few months have passed since I entered this human body, and my understanding of humans has grown a little. My mother name is Scarlett Talen, and father Jack Talen, I don’t quite understand what their jobs are but people in town seem to respect them. Visitors would often come around and they would always receive gifts.

I have also come to realise that my parents are above average looking people compared to other humans. My mother with her long straight black her and symmetrical face. While my father had an athletic muscular body compared to others.

In the last few days, many people stopped by to come to check on me, the newborn baby. That soon stopped shortly after due to a strange occurrence that happened.

When I was first born my hair was a Jet black colour like my mothers, but after a few days, my hair started to slowly change to a red. A few weeks later and my hair had completely turned red with a few back strays. This had caused rumours to go around saying that the Talen family must be cursed. It seems like red is an unlucky colour in this world. As for why this has happened the only thing I can guess at is I was a red dragon, maybe some of my dragon powers still dwell inside of me. I have noted this down in the future to look into.

I’ve had to put my revenge plans on hold as there is a new enemy I must conquer first.

“Ray are you ready for dinner?” my mother said smiling at me.

Dinner time.

I was sitting at the table with my mother and father, and they had confined me in a chair that was impossible to escape. I still hadn’t mastered how to stand up and the chair had me tightly secured up to my waist. What I couldn’t understand is why my parents had put these tools in front of me called a spoon and fork. I still had barely any control over my hands. I’ve never even had hands before. How is someone able to control a limb with so many bones and joints in them. I knew it, humans, where evil forcing their children to use such things.

Rather than following their wishes and trying to use the tools they had laid out in front of me, I decided to rebel. I proceeded to stick my head into the bowl in front of me and started eating and slurping the slope of food they gave me. like a true dragon would do.

After finishing my food I lifted my face proud and smiling that I had done it my way and not theirs.

“Ray you silly boy, look at the mess you made”

She said smiling.

It seemed like whatever I did to try upset my mother it wouldn’t work, she would always smile at me. In the end, it seems like I have lost my second battle ever to her, as I have to admit there is now one human I wouldn’t want to disappear.