The needle shot my hand. Then it fell numb. After that so did the rest of my body. I couldn't move even if I wanted to. These scientists have no idea what is coming. But if they want to have the slightest chance of survival, they will have to let me live first.
No one in this lab seemed to have the slightest interest in letting me live. But it's there fault if they all die tomorrow, not mine. My only concern is that I'm numb from the neck down. Even if these people did know what was special about me, I know they would still think of me as gods mistake. A girl with no heart, no soul, and strange power that wasn't meant to be.
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Power
Non-FictionMelony is only fifteen. Her parents died when she was only three years old. She discovered she had great power. But not enough to stop what was coming. Now the entire world could be destroyed in less than a second.
