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As I gazed into his eyes, I felt my heart stop. He was amazing. But somehow, I wished he hadn't followed me. I pleaded with him silently, willing him to go back; he ignored me. He pushed me behind him. Turning to face her.
I watched, horror struck, as she slowly advanced. Her black eyes watching us. Looking for a way through his defense. To me.
I knew then. We were going to de.
My only wish.
That I had died alone.
I didn't belong. I never had. Oh, I had lots of friends and people who love me, or used to anyways. However, ever since the fire at school, they've avoided me. Understandably. I mean, how wants to be friends with someone with the power to control over blue fire
Anyways, I mean, I've felt like I didn't belong, and a lot of things pointed to it, like knowing things before they happen, or could happen anyway, or better yet, sometimes hearing what people are thinking. Trust me, I got some pretty strange looks when I answered people's questions before they actually asked them. How was I supposed to know that they hadn't actually asked the question yet? Seriously.
But you see, there's more. After the fire, I was sent away. While I was there, things happened, things that are so extraordinary that they seem unbelievable. Unless you were there.
Which is why I'm writing this. So that one day, when the human world is once again in peace with the paranormal one.
Starting at the very beginning.
The day I burnt the school down.