Chapter 1-Glow
Everyone I see has an "octopus head" as I call them.
Each person, letter and number has its own color.
This is because of chemical-stuff or whatever. I'm no good at remembering what the website says.
Each person's name has a different color and texture. When I hear their name a blob of that color with that texture appears floating in the air about three feet in front of me.
For instance, my name is Grace and when I hear my name, I see a silver blob that looks like silk. But if I hear someone say the name Grace and they're not talking about me, I see a different color entirely.
The "octopus head" thing does have to do with this.
Each person has chemicals floating around them. These chemicals sort of form tentacles that float out of their head. Thus the name "octopus heads".
These tentacles are there but they are invisible. It is because of my gift with some long, scientific name that I can't pronounce that I can see them. Each person's chemical/tentacles have the same color and texture as their name to me. So when someone is encouraging me, one of their tentacles will come out and touch me on the shoulder. You can't feel this, but I can see it.
With this "gift" I can tell when people are lying because the color will fade slightly but noticeably. I can tell if people are excited when the color flares up and grows. I know if they are scared if their color shrinks, fades and begins to shake.
With letters and numbers, I see them on the paper or on the board in whatever color they are written in and then over that I also see the color I have attached to it.
I don't know what I'd do if my colors ever went away.