Chapter 1

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Imagine anyone you touch turns into dust. the horror on their face. Then suddenly. they're gone. forever. It doesn't help that my mom makes me go into counseling to discuss my "problem" I lay in bed hoping that I will be lifted from this curse that I have no clue where it began. read the same book over and over again. I am not depressed. happy actually. I have a awesome family. though I never felt their warm hugs. I imagine what skin feels like. on someone else.

"hi sweetie ready to go to counseling?"

my mom says She is truly beautiful Brown hair hazel eyes she is short but that's ok. I'm shorter

"mom please don't make me go. and don't call it counseling" I whined as I almost laughed at myself for saying that

"sweetie it's for the best" she approaches slowly

"mom! please be careful"

"don't worry I'm fine! I am not going to touch you" she says kindly

"how?" I asked

"how what?"

"how did I get this curse?"

"you're not ready" she says almost nervously like something bad would happen if she told me

I hope not

I want to know

"mom please I need to know!" I pouted

"I can't"

"and why not!" right then I yelled. did I just do that? now I feel bad

"sweetie I would love to but you're just not ready"

I love the way she calls me sweetie no matter how old I am

"now let's go"

"uuuuuuugggggghhhh"

"come on laura" mom scolded

"oh your that mad!" I laughed at her using my real name

"come on!"

the ride there is long and boring. as always I didn't even like it there it was just a bunch of men in black tuxedos asking me questions and at the same time staying as far away as possible. I'm a monster. I won't deny it. but that means I have the power over people. OK. that's scary. the people I made "disappear" was by accident but if anyone gets on my nerves I swear I slap them so hard and watch the dust fall to the ground.

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