One-Shots

random thing i wrote yesterday

   The first time you found out you had powers you were five years old. This boy wouldn't leave you alone about your skin. You couldn't help its milk-chocolate color. You snapped. All you had to do was furrow your eyebrows and he was kneeled over in agony. Your teachers couldn't figure out what happened- the kid was silent. He couldn't talk anymore. The word that's haunted you throughout your short life would never be muttered again- at least not by him.

   You take a deep breath. Surely at this age you have more self-control than that. Your eyes are closed, the word clouding your mind like a deep fog. Too heavy to breathe.

   He says it again. 

   Again.

   You felt it all rush forward before you could stop it. Your eyes were fire and your fingers ice as he shot into the wall opposing you. A chorus of gasps flooded the school hallway, followed by a dreadful silence. 

   Your mom is worried about you. You're always getting yourself in trouble, causing you to move about eight times. Or was it nine? It's difficult, but you're going to tell her. You have to. 

(there's more but i'm too lazy rn)