Currently Violet is twelve years old. She sits alone with no friends. She stays in her room with her books and drawings. She lives a lonely heart breaking existence at only twelve years old. But don't get too upset about it, she kind of likes it. As weird as that sounds it is true. She doesn't only choose it but is forced into it because everyone adviods her. Maybe its because they can tell she's not normal. Maybe because she's such an outsider. Or maybe its because they can feel the lethal aura of power that radiates around her from deep in her soul. Some choose to ignore the feeling they get around her and make fun of her. But with one icy glare from her mystic ice blue eyes and they automatically clam up.
Sadly, as much as they were afraid of her she was that much afraid of herself. She didn't know why she lived the thought of hurting people or why she didn't have the need to make friends or join a clique like everyone else. She likes her room. She thought of it as her own personal solitary confinement. Only her and her wicked thoughts that throbbed in her head.
This morning just like any other morning she awoke tithe highly annoying sound of Sister Mackenzie's head. Stretching like a cat she got out of bed thinking about how she wanted to knock on Sister Mackenzie's head. Chuckling at the thought she went to turn on the light but tripped on a library book and face-planted hard. She mumbled a stream of courses then laughed at herself and said, "insta-karma".
She got up and turned on the light. She headed to the bathroom. She took a hot shower while mentally regrowing facts for a science test. She brushed her teeth but when she looked the the mirror her eyes shifted from ice blue to bright purple and everything in the bathroom started to float. She jumped away from the mirror slipped and fell into the shower. Slowly she got back up and looked in the mirror. Her eyes were back to their natural ice blue. She exhaled realizing she was holding her breath. "What the f*ck?" She thought.
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Telekinetic
Teen FictionAll of her life Violet has been a stranger. A stranger to herself, to her parents-whom she never met-, and a stranger to the other orphans. At least she was at Hecker's Orphanage. It was the best orphanage in America. But that was more than she can...
