Scarlett

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"I was standing there. I knew what I have to do. But I couldn't. His skin was dark, his eyes were in so much fear, that I couldn't read his mind. He had dark hair. I stood there, with a gun. I could save him from minutes of pain. But I knew that wasn't right. He was an enemie, but he was also a human. And he was so young. Maybe two years younger than me. I let it go. The gun. And he did the same. Then I heard a shot. He falled. I turned around, there was this guy, around 21 years, holding a gun, smiling. I was shocked. I looked around. All enemies were dead. Our soldiers were leaving. The 21 old guy, said: You will learn it. Then my friend came to me, saying: you did the right thing. I sat down and looked at the guy. He had trouble breathing. The only thing I could see in his eyes was pain. I stood up, and said: I can't help you anymore. But I can stop the pain. I said that with tears in my eyes.
The boy said one single word: please. I took up the gun and shot him in the head. I cried. My friend huged me. We were the only one left on the battle-field. I were born with a gift and you were too."
"I know. Why does noone believe you?" I ask.
"They're scared. They say they love magical creatures, magic, but they don't. They scared of the truth, that's why they don't belive us." grandfather says.
"But now, get your homework done." he says.
"Okay, buddy." we calls each other that.
I go out of the room. It's a little library with a swing chair.  It was when I got to my room that I rembered I don't have an eraser. So I take some money and go on the road. I look other people in the eyes; and I read their mind. I was born with a gift. I can read other's mind trough their eyes. Milk, jam, carrots, chocolate,...I'm sure I forgot something. This is the mind of a woman old around 70 years. She've got blue, confused eyes. Why does that 'kid' look at me? Children this days. Teenagers. Pha! This is the mind of a man around 40 years old. He've got brown, cold eyes. I don't actually read their mind. I hear it in my own head. I go to the bookshop. It's a little house on the corner of two streets. I nearly fall, because some man were standing in the middle of my way. He looked like an american, so I tried to say sorry in the most american voice. I looked him in the eye. Children today. They can't speak real english.
I just sighed. I opened the door and an old bell ringed. But the bookshop wasn't old. It was very modern. There are books everywhere. I go to the part of the bookshop with school suplies and take an eraser. I look a girl in the eye. She got blue hair in a elvish style and green eyes. But something's wrong. I can't read her mind. I remember what my grandfather once told me. If you can't read their mind they are not humans but creatures. She walks to the notebooks. I go to her and whisper:
'I know what you are.'
'What am I?' she asks.
'Not a human,' I say, confused.
She goes to the door and out on the street. I follow her. I follow her to the metro.
'Are you going to follow me everywhere?' she says.
'I'll stop when you'll tell me what you are,' I say.
'Guess you're gonna follow me everywhere my whole life.' she said bored. She got on a train and I was right after her.
'Can you please stop stalking me?' she asks.
'Nope,' I say. We go from the train. I follow her to a factory.
'Oh my god.' I say. 'You live here?'
'Yes, I've got a cute home inside,' she says. She goes trough the door and slams it in my face. Theactory is little, maybe even before the war. I sit down before the door and wait. It's very cold.
The girl's head look out of a little window.
'I'll buy some pizza. You want some?' she looks happy.
Pizza. My favourite food.
'Yes please,' I say.
'Okay, is margerita cool?' she asks me.
'Yes, that's my favourite flavour!' I say.
'Mine too.' she says. She disappears inside. After a minute she looks at me again.
'Btw, I'm Scarlett,' she says.
'I'm Ben. Good to meet you.'
A/N👩📄
So, what do you guys think? I was with my brother buying tickets for something when this fell in my head. Please vote and comment. And tell me if you have any ideas.
-Luna Eowyn Athena Moe(Geek Girl)

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