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Before The Strom

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Parts 6
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Why are you crying? a voice spoke to me.  i didnt say anything i just backed into the conrer more. then I felt a hand on my shoulder i jumped a little but the hand did not move.  I didnt want it to move it made me feel clam and safe.  Hey the rain stop! the voice said  I looked up to see a boy around my age and a few inches taller then me kneeling in front of me.  Wow your eyes are glowing! He said while staring at me. as I turned my head in embarrassment.  Hey no no no I like it. he said holding my chin so that i was looking at him.   Names Carson by the way.   myy name is Nikko.  sooo what 's your power? Carson asked with an amusing smile wait for me to to tell him.   sould I?   um... um..   I can control the weather and I summon friends(servant).   cool!!! I have powers too!!! Carson stood up and walked to the window and waved to me to follow.    I stood up and walked to him and looked out the window.   I dont see anything.   Then listen!  he said with a smile then he whistled   and the window cracked in half.  wow!!!  cool i know but there one more thing i can do!! Carson said  Look!!! Carson said pointing at the teacher flower on her desk it started to move towards me and tapped my shoulder.  so am not the only one! I said laughing.  NOPE as you seen I have sonkinesis and chlorokinesis. Carson said.   Did you make that strom happen? Carson asked.   Yea, when I get it sad it rains my power can be affected by my emotions.All Rights Reserved

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