"Mom why are you making me go" I asked for the 50th time. I already knew the answer but I still didn't want to go. I knew I had to help them get out, but I didn't what to forget I wanted to remember.
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I'm gifted. Powerful. But they didn't understand. They were scared of me, so they locked me in a cage. However, I have people who are planning on getting me out and it just might be time for me to help them.