Iridescence

                               Preface

   I was young then. About 5 years old. My mom told me I was special, but I wasn't sure I believed it. I was just one of those chubby cute kids. I knew that I was pretty but I don't know where the special part came in at.

   I had friends that no one could see. My mom understood because she also had this gift. We saw what she called "entities" but to me they were like living human beings. I was warned not to feel an attachment to them because somewere evil.

   My mom is actually a very sweet person with the same tan skin and sparkling green eyes like me. Just like every young kid I was attached to my mom at the hip.

That was until she died. Everyone is saying it was suicide, but something tells me it was much worse. I think it was something very dark and evil and that it wouldn't stop here.