Prologue: Explanations

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"shit,shit,shit,shit,SHIT!"

Ok you might be wondering 'uhhh wtf is happening right now?' Lets rewind a bit shall we?


                                                                   ~Ten years ago~

"Woah..." I muttered looking at the floating toy. 

                        ~A few minutes ago~ (Shut up this is not to many time skips)

I was sitting on some playground equipment spacing out until....

"Heads up NERD" someone yelled. I looked up to see a toy truck hurtling towards me, instinctively my hands flew up in front of my face. I waited for the toy to hit me...... still waiting..... I slowly put my hands down and saw the toy floating mid-air. All the other kids around me were staring confused, I too was staring but not out of confusion, out of interest.

"Woah..." I muttered looking at the floating toy. I moved my hand in a sort of beckoning gesture. The toy moved to me. I continued moving the toy with my hands until I saw all the grown ups were staring at me but not in confusion like the other kids, no some looked scared, angry no overall they seamed disgusted. I was confused, didn't they think it was cool?

And that's how at five years old Ophelia Banks ended up in a 'school' for 'special' children and teens.

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