JASLINE
I am Jasline. The girl well known by her rabid love of sunglasses and dark clothes. I am the weirdo. The freak at the back of the class. But I have my reasons. I am a seer. I see the future. I see your thoughts, your aura. I am gifted...and cursed. I wear the glasses because my amber eyes shine red when the light hits them. It's my mark. How I am distinguished from all the other humans around me.. But I also wear them because it dulls the intensity of the auras around me, their soft luminosity... They are how I hide who I am and what I see from the world. And nothing could make me part with them. As for the dark clothes. I merely like them. And the Demonia boots are just plain wicked cool.. But it does suit me, doesn't it? To be different, isn't it also suspected of one to look different? Even though the extent of my uniqueness to most is a intense love of literature and a darker shade of clothing. Though I differ so lightly by first glance, I am unaccepted. But no matter. It is better that way. I'd rather be ignored than accepted and forced to constantly hide my secret in a shroud of lies. That is no way to treat the people I care for.. Luckily the people close to me I don't care for much.. My mother hates me and my father ignores me. And friends...well, I have none. I am kind enough, of course. But it's hard to talk to someone when you already know everything they are going to say. Especially when you end up just thinking what you should have said. So despite any efforts, all attempts at friendship were left in the dust. There in leaving me alone with my gift. With not even a guiding hand to explain what was happening..