Hear Me Through My Silence

Hear Me Through My Silence

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Every werewolf in Rosa's family has an ability. Her grandmother has healing, her grandfather has time travel and her mother had healing. Notice I used the word "had". When Rosa was little her mother was murdered in front of Rosa's very eyes. And ever since she hasn't spoken a word. Instead of being blessed with the power of telekinesis like her twin brother, as planed, she has something much more powerful. She knows the answer to everything. She knows what every action will lead to, every single detail about every person and what is supposed to happen in the future. In other words, she knows the meaning of life. And the only living person in the world who knows of her power is her twin, Xavier.
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Six high school students looks like anyone else acts like anyone else but are capable of things no one else is. They learnt from a young age no one that means NO ONE can know about their powers even their parents and other siblings. It brings out the true friends and those who just want to use you. In the end, what do you do when your closest friend betrays you? This is the story as they try to keep their biggest darkest secret of what they are capable of and as they discover they're not the only ones like them... I am not very good at trigger warnings before individual chapters but there is mention of blood, cold abuse and parents divorcing. (But read at your own risk in case I mention something else. I am working on rewriting this story and when I do there will be the trigger warnings in the correct places.) (small teaser.) No one sees me. I am a ghost. I brush against the wooden fence. No one will believe it was me who disappeared into a fence and appeared on the other side of school. I stare at my brother. He made eye contact with me, confirming my suspicions. We both saw it. Whoever that was is like us. "Did you just see that?" I ask "You're that person my brother and I saw," He says. Oh no... Why then? "Wait! You're-" Completed just editing. (Don't be too harsh please)

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