It was a cold, and stale Halloween. I worked at a Freak show, but I wasn't a freak. I was a mind reader, a fortune teller and I could contact the dead, but the difference between me and other "psychics" is that, I actually possess the powers to do these activities. I can tell a persons true intentions, just by the touch of skin. I was never a fan of skin contact fore I am not very good at controlling my powers. I was never taught how. My mother had the same powers I did, but I never possessed my powers until she had passed. I believe as soon as the parent dies, their power gets passed to their children. All the powers are Split amongst the kids up until the child dies, then it gets passed on to the last child living. I am the last child living from my family. I wasn't sad over the death of my family members, I lost my emotions when my mother passed, Maybe even before. I knew she was going to die so I cut off my emotions toward her and the rest of my family. I knew they were going to die too. I just didn't know when. My father, he was a terrible person, but most powerful. He had died last. When he did, I decided to move away. I wanted to be apart of something. I wanted to feel like I had a family. It's been quite a while since I've had a family.
