The Fear Factory

chapter two

A typical day is much like yours. We go to school, friends house sometimes, then home to do work. The only difference is at night. Being a Senser has no benifits. It has every downside you could imagine. It also has several parts. Seeing is when you can See things that most think are just imaginary, but you know they are real. Another lovely thing about Seeing, is you can also Hear. Hearing is terrifying. You can hear something screaming your name at night. That's how it is for me. It says my name and goodbye. The voice is indescribable. It's so deep, yet somehow so high. There is no way it's possible yet it is. Seeing for me is faces, the upper part of a body, or sometimes even just an eye. You know the ones. One of them for me is what is similar to a girl, but she's completely bald. She's terribly white, but she has odd red and black stripes across her head and arms. It has yellow eyes, and is always looking at me upside down. It always hisses. The most terrifying of these is probably Feel. I can feel the body next to me when I try to sleep. It looks over my shoulder, and sometimes it lays it's head on me. I have the least common and probably worst Gift possible. Most people with my Gift commit suicide. I won't. I can't. No one understands any of this. It's just something I have to live with. When I See, it's like an ocean completely covers me and there's so much pressure I could be crushed at any moment. Oh no, here comes another wave.