Sally's 30 day writing challenge

Day 25: Where Are Your Hands

"Where are your hands?" I ask Uma as i sit down next to her. She confuses me, she never talks she so quite it annoys me.
"I'm not sure," she mumbles behind her long black hair that covers the left side of her face.
"How can you be not sure?" I laugh at my own words, but her head then traces down to her hands that are covered by a sock.
"I got rid of them, when I was young." I raise my left brown eye brow.
"Really was it painful?" I need to stop asking questions she probably thinks that I'm weird or something.
"Oh yes very." I should give her a hug, but as I lean in she dodges me. "But it was worth it. Everything I touched died. I caused more pain then when I got rid of them."
"You killed things?" Stop asking questions, she doesn't what to know.
"Yes."

Writers Note:

This is a joint day with my friend Paytonna14 on her 30 day writing challenge.
And we will be making this into a story on one of our accounts KOVERgirls