Mommy told me that it was not real. I told her! I told her I can move it! But she didn't believe me! She thought I meant with my hands... I meant with my mind! My brain could move the pencil. I felt so important. I was 7 when I realized I can do this I'm ten now, by the way. I'm Charlie West and I have a special power.
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My Last Dream
Short StoryThe world has changed. Life as everyone knows it falls into chaos. And who's to blame? Or maybe, rather, what's to blame?
