Do you see what I see?
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My name is Seraphina Grace, but I prefer to be called Sera. Ever since I was a child, I've had the ability to see things that others can't. There were times when I would wake up screaming because I thought someone was yelling at me. My mom would come running into my room to check on me, but she would always tell me that it was just my imagination playing tricks on me. I used to believe her, but as I got older, I realized that my experiences were real and not just figments of my imagination.
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