My eyes flutter open. I gasp. The throbbing pain in my head hits me like a wave. For a second, i don’t remember anything. As i shake my head, I remember Being gagged. I fell down and hit my head, blacking out. I blink several times, trying to make of my surroundings. As My eyes adjust, i realize that i am in a room facing towards the door. There’s an empty table in front of me. I try to move my h...

That’s it. I’m gonna do it today. I muster my courage as I stare at myself in the mirror. I was going to confess my love to my childhood friend, Ryan. I loved being around him. I loved everything about him. His dimples, his warm brown eyes, shaggy hair, and even his humour. Especially his humour. He was the funniest person I have known. Other than my Dad, who passed away 10 years ago. Ever since t...

When I signed up for the field trip, I expected fun. I HOPED fun. Which, I didn’t get at home. I figured that this would a great way to escape the mess at home. I looked forward to the field trip to the forest because she loved the sweet scent of nature. I also loved peace. And I figured that there would be at least a minimal amount not that, right? Wrong.

I got of the bus and took a deep breath...

I see her die. I see my best friend. . . die. Her dead body lies on the ground. I couldn’t say bye. All the sound fades away. I begin to suffocate and I take huge gasps. Tears threaten to fall. Pierre puts his hand around me in a comforting manner. I choke on my sobs. I can’t contain it in anymore. I turn and bury my face in Pierre’s shirt. As he wraps both his hands around my waist, i begin to c...

I feel dazed. Objects start flying all across the room. The wind appears from out of nowhere. Everything starts flying, using the guidance from the wind. Books, papers, pencils, pens, and even scissors. A tornado formed from the thought in my head. It slowly lifts me in the air, my feet no longer touching the ground. The color that streaks the cyclone is a representation of my emotions. Red lightl...

I lay in my bed

A tear crawls down my cheek

soon they they turn to rainfall

water in a creek.

I stare at his dying body

how could this be?

Till death do us part

and death really stings

I could have never imagined a life with him

And here he is. Dead

And here he is laying

laying on his death bed.

I wish there was an option.

I watch his blood spill

The love of my life,

the very one i killed...

In a normal world, have a supernatural power would be amazing. Everyone would look at you like you were special. Some kind of superhero. Not here, though. In my world, having a superpower is usual. everyone has it. If you didn’t have a power, that is when people would start lookingat you like you were unusual. You’d be wierd, strange. . . special. When you were 4, you would start manifesting a pow...