Your character has the ability to see people's internal qualities represented externally in their appearance.
Describe some of the things they see.
I wouldn't meet his eyes. "Just a tall caramel frappuccino, please."
I couldn't see his face, but I could tell he was looking at me quizzically, not because of my order, but because of my avoidance to looking at him. He rolled his eyes and punched in my order. I handed him my card and he swiped it, handing it back. I cringed at the wet, oily substance on it. "Can I get a name for the order?"
I can never really begin to comprehend the day it began. The day my blissful ignorant humanity ended. The day I was forced to see things so dark that i shouldn’t. At the age of 12,I had attributed it to my imagination and the fact that I had watched too much cartoons and anime for a girl. But as I stand by the counter,waiting for my latte,the long years had taught me it was something much more.
It was november when It happened. A flash of light from my ceiling and then a strange sensation. When if was over I was gifted an ability; One that I can only explain as orbs of light shining to represent another's intention. Strange, yet so appealing.
After the incident I went in my mothers room banging at her door saying " please, open up weird things are happenings" as she unlocked an emeral...
When I woke up one day
I could see people differently
That man - stay away!
He has bad written all over him
That smiling, cheeky girl
She is beyond happy
Loves life, loves the world
Wants to help the Earth
The old woman over there
Has helped a lot of people
Now smiling in a chair,
She takes a well-deserved rest
The guy sipping coffee
Is strong and determined
He was in the military
And has been...
Mary Clare was a clucking hen checking out storefronts, poking her beak and looking for bargains. Her kids, Mason and Jason, were betta fish swirling and sparring, as they followed their mom. Pearl rode her bike through the intersection. Mr. Jensen, the theatre teacher, a huge preening peacock crossed in front of her. Pearl swerved to avoid the high school teacher’s iridescent tail feathers. A cor...
Don’t judge a book by its cover. Don’t judge someone by there outside appearance. Other people grew up learning this. Not me. Because that’s exactly what I can do. The people I see have a number one through ten. One being the most innocence, ten being the least. Most people I see have a three or five. But today, today I saw a man with a ghostly black number ten above his head. I follow him hoping ...
He was black
Which is sometimes a good color
For it brings out the light in others
But in this case it wasn’t like that
He was cold
He pushed away people he cared about
And never let his pain out
And so black was the color that showed
She was white
She seemed pure but sometimes
white shines to bright in ones mind
And blinds them from the spite
She wanted to fix him
But it only hurt her mo...
This book will explain how I used my 50/50 rule in building two plumbing service business and selling them to public companies. This rule can be utilized in almost any business or life experience.
Now a little about myself.
I was brought up in a wealthy family. My father owned a business and a lot of real estate.
Needless to say he liked his money more then his family.
One day my mother decid...
When Harmony reached the bottom of the staircase, she instantly knew that the sound was coming from the darkness in the opposite corner. She pointed her flashlight into it.
She blinked. She moved the flashlight around.
The light would illuminate the walls to the left of the corner and the right of the corner. It would illuminate the floor in front of it and the ceiling above it. But whenever it ...
It was just a normal day. Walking down the street. You know when people say don’t judge a book by its cover? It’s hard to not when you can see peoples quality’s by how they look. So today, I walk up to a guy in a red suit. I know it can be bad. It always is. But I never can. I walk forward. You know a butterfly effect? When one thing leads to another. That freaking red suit should of tipped me off...
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