Child of the moonless night

I always knew that i was different. Special was what my mother said. But she is no longer around. She was tortured to death because of me. I was only two then. When i was born there was no moon. She beleived the light from the sun was put into me that night. Others think i stole the light and used it to make myself powerful. A demon child. Thats why im now on the run.
I hide in the woods. Sleep there, too. I eat fish from the stream and fruit from the vine. Sometimes i run into the city and steal some bread or corn. But thats only if im really hungry.
I have never meet anybody else like me. Different. Maybe im the only one. I've searched for others ever since i was 7. Thats when i first got lonely. My father was killed at war before was born and my older brother, Jake lives with my aunt and uncle. They never liked me enough to even try and protect me and Jake hates me. He blames me for our mother death. I dont blame him.
I can do many things that normal people cant do. I can see glimpses of the future, light and hold fire in my hands without ever getting burned. Im fire proof. I can learn anything about someone just by touching them. I can feel what they feel, and i can tell if they are in danger. i run faster than others, which comes in handy if i was caught. Water moves when i want it to. Last but not least i can see in the dark.
But other than that im your average teen. I have long Strawberry blonde hair that i usually have up in a ponytail and it still reaches halfway down my back. I have blue grey eyes, im 5 foot 4, and im pale. Albino pale.
I live in England. This is 1964. I was born in March 14,1950. At exactly 12:00 am. Or March 13 at midnight. But i like 14 better.