Vibes hurt her. Nola heard what she wasn't supposed to. Inheriting the supernatural power was her adversity. She gets migraine when she hears something uncertain. Lies were her mortal enemies. She wasn't a pertaining heart stricken human. She was a cuff from the clouds of humanity. She disappeared as someone came close by. Her heart was petrified to safe guard herself from vanishing.
Evil-makers were her equation to the solution. Neither of them could work without each other in the society. Peace-makers were like her mothers. And Law-maintainers were like her dedicated military uncles.
She loved the society she lived around but she didn't like the damage it did to the community. To say, nobody couldn't care less about her problems when they had many of their own.
Often accompanied by the moonlight, she usually sat on beaches and gazebos that faced northwards. Stare at the moon for hours and hours like she was acquiring answers of the unsolved mystery and count stars like they were her dearly kids. She wasn't the usual stereotype girl. She was Arida Nola. They called her Nola. At least that's what she liked being called.
She would gaze into a person's eyes to know what he was thinking. In short, she could read their minds. Born with excelling creativity she was flying with the shot of fire she'd been given by her supernatural mother. Nothing of her father was found. She beheld him as a mistake that Zeus had made while creating the volcanic eruptions. She hated seeing her father's face. To make it worse, her aunts told her that she resembles her father.
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Finding Myself
Teen FictionNola is a normal school going girl of fifteen. She comes from a broken family and isn't a believer of love. What happens when she finds out that she's been gifted with supernatural powers that she absolutely abhors and her petrified heart is slowly...
