Why me? No, it can't be me. My hands are vibrating vigorously. There is a sea of blue in my eye as everyone stares at me. Trembling in fear, I think to myself, where would I go? Where would I hide? But all I know is that I am identified as an outcast. "Raven is a different breed", shrieked Camilla. All my senses have shut down, all I know how to do is run. Am I theg only one with powers? There is a collection of voices in my head, which one of the disturbing voices should I choose?
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Outcast
Short StoryShort sci-fi story that captivates and has a cliffhanger that makes you wonder what happens next.
