Family Matters

I have glitter in my TEETH. There is glitter on my toothbrush, and in my hair, and on my floor, and on my doorknob. It's like a nanovirus that is multiplying and trying to take over the world. It should be illegal to own this much glitter. She uses it in every possible part of her makeup, and leaves a sparkly trail around the house. I'm fairly sure that my sister has ingested so much glitter that she just naturally excretes it now. I never lend her books, because they always come back with the pages crusted with glitter. Actually, that's not true. I don't lend her books because we have vastly different tastes in literature. She likes sparkly vampires. 'Nuff said.
Now to the big question. Have I told my family that I'm superhuman?
Uh, no. No I haven't. Since my cryogenesis is not hereditary, they don't know about it. And I don't think I'm going to tell them. They don't really need to know, do they? Some things are private. Some things you don't tell your parents. I don't tell them about my sex life. I don't tell them about the times I'm up way too late color-coding my closet. I don't tell them about the trashy magazines I buy sometimes. I didn't tell them about that one time I drank beer at a party and threw up. So I don't see a reason to tell them about an unusual new talent and a private hobby. I haven't told them about this blog either. I just want to keep this to myself. I don't have an awful lot of secrets, and I want this to be all mine. I don't want my dad offering me suggestions and instituting training sessions, I don't want my mom asking me to make ice cubes when we run out, and I don't want my sister telling everyone in the world that I have powers. I don't want them to control this. To limit and regiment and monitor what I do. This is mine.
Okay, that came off a little harsh. I would probably tell them if I started being a vigilante or something. If it put them in danger, or stood a chance of getting me seriously hurt. They have a right to know why and how I'm affecting the family. I'd better come up with a few principles or a mission statement before I go pro, since my parents would put me through the wringer making sure I'm doing it for the right reasons before they would support me in something that risky. But as long as there are no consequences, this will be my secret.