Chapter 3

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IT was nothing like Mr. Edwards where I couldn't read his mind. It was all black. Her mind was completely black. I couldn't sense anything. Then I couldn't feel myself. I had lost all feeling and this coldness started spreading through me.

I pulled out as soon as I could. I just saw her smug face looking at me. I knew she knew what I was and that was scary. No one knew, not even my aunt and uncle. And now, she knew everything about me.

The bell rang before I knew it which was odd because I didn't remember anything. Time must have flown by while I was in her mind. Which if you think about it its good to know so if her class gets to boring I know I can just slip on in. I was still confused as to what happend. I wish I knew what was going on.

Through my wonderings I had not been paying attention to anything and I ran straight into Ms. Robins and her fat pack. I fell onto the floor which gave all the kids around me a good laugh. Ms. Robins was above me looking as though she was ready to throw me into hades herself. Guess she didn't realize I was already there.

I was taken immediatley to detention with Ms. Robins waddling behind me like a penguin. I walked in the door with Ms. Robins and as luck would have it she took me straight to the one detention where Mr.Edwards was teaching. Ms. Robins walked out with a glare in my direction and I knew I would be luck to pass her class. I turned around to take a seat when I realized I was the only one there.

"Most people don't get detention on the first day" said Mr. Edwards

"Sorry sir, I was just walking when I ran right into that cow of a teacher and her 10,000 stomachs"

"Now Andrew, I know she can be difficult but you must respect your teachers and what they can do for you and your life ahead of you"

"How long have you worked here?"

"Too long."

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After my interesting conversation with Mr. Edwards I went home to rest and get my Aunt to sign my syllabes'.

I walked in to a wonderful smelling brisket in the crock pot and french fries beind deep fried by my uncle in the back of the kitchen.

I went up to my room and sat down at my desk emptying out my backpack. All of my binders and syllabi right on to the table. I threw the bag to the side and it landed upside down.

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I went through the rest of the week with constant trouble everyday. Between everyone hating me and mysterious teachers who seem to know what I am even though I don't know what I am all I know is that I have an ability that no one else has. I am all alone. It's always been that way and I don't see it changing anytime soon.

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