Odd

1: nightmares

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I looked ahead of me to see a red-headed boy. He smiled at me as he turned towards me. Then before I knew it his hands were wrapped around my neck. He was choking me.

His eyes were blank. There wasn't even a soul inside them.

As I started to fade, I brought a vine up grabbing his hands away from me. Then I looked into his eyes. I looked deep into his mind seeing why he was trying to murder me.

"Why are you hurting me, " I ask slowly.

"Because you aren't normal! You need to die! Sinner, sinner, the sinner!"

As that word started to fade, I jolted out of bed screaming.

Damn, another nightmare.

These happen every night. Every dream is different. The only similarity is that boy. I wish I knew who he was, but every night he tries to kill me.

I heard my door slam open as Smithers entered the room.

"Miss Veronica! Are you okay," he asked in a worried manner.

"It's okay, Smithers. Just a nightmare. Just like every night."

"Veronica, I think you should see a doctor. These dreams are getting worse and are happening frequently."

He pulled me out of the blankets to hug me.

"Miss Veronica?"

"Yes, Smithers?"

"Now please don't get upset when I ask this, but do you think you have these dreams because of your father?"

I thought about his words for a minute. Smithers has a good guess, but that still doesn't explain who that boy is.

"Maybe you're right. Maybe I'm going crazy."

Smithers gave me a sympathetic look. He turned his head to look at my alarm clock.

"Well, Miss Veronica I believe you have school to get ready for. It never hurts to start at 5:59. I will be downstairs with breakfast."

I smiled as the old man left my room. I want to marry a man like that. He is right though. I should get ready for school. It's my first day at a new school. We are always moving around for my father's job. It's just my father, Smithers, and me. My mother died years ago after one of our old houses burnt down due to a candle mishap. We buried an empty casket when I was 13. It's been 4 years. I guess every new start doesn't hurt. I never really have had real friends anyways except for Smithers.

I hopped out of bed. I lifted my hands to shut the door. You see I'm not normal. When my mother died I truly started to recognize my

Powers

I'll explain further. I have two types of powers. I have physical and mental power. My physical power is controlling the elements: water, air, fire, and earth. My mental is altering other people's minds. Yes, it is strange and I have read countless books. Nothing can explain these

Odd powers

I do have excellent skills in self-defense though, again due to my mother. I don't use them a lot.