(A/N : Pardon the choppiness of this one I have still been trying to work out how I want the information given)
I'm surprised they haven't used me for a guinea pig , I'm surprised they left me in society especially after what happened the last time the only place I'd be safe is Fort Knox. People used to pick on me when I was a little kid they picked on me because they didn't understand and after they did everyone feared me. They picked on me because my name literally means golden they called me the golden boy and it has nothing to do with the fact that my mother is rich my father isn't in the picture not that she cared she had me . Without me she wouldn't be wealthy, and what I wouldn't give to be able to touch things without these stupid gloves but after the accident . . . I can't touch anyone safely without them.
I was six years old when it started. I was playing with the little girl next door and I was pushing her on the swing , she was laughing happily and then something strange happened, my hands started to tingle and the world seemed to take on a hazy yellow glow but I didn't understand so when she came back I pushed her again and her laughter immediately stopped and she fell off the swing . My parents rushed over to see if she was alright, and my mother gasped her eyes going wide, her face paling . Curious as to what made my mother react that way I walked over and looked at my neighbors daughter. The expression on her face was one of pure delight, but she laid on the ground unmoving, unblinking simply frozen in place and and that wasn't the only thing strange about her , her skin was a funny color. I leaned down and rapped on her cheek with my tiny hand, a sort of tinny sound rang out through the air . The girl had been turned into solid gold.
The girl's parents called me a monster, said I should be locked away so that it never happened again but my parents didn't want that, they were curious about my gift . My mother handed me a rose, it too turned to gold; and from then on they used my gift to become wealthy , and so no one else ever figured out my gift they made me wear gloves and every time she was short on money she made me touch something. she used me ,she greedy and power hungry. So I guess the meaning of my name does have power behind it . . I wonder how my parents had named me so well, my skill is turning things to gold and, my name, Aureus. . Golden.
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