I’ve never been the type of person to become interested in things that aren’t really relevant to me in that moment, but something that happened today caught my eye, and now I can’t stop thinking about it.

It’s been a pretty calm life on my end, especially since my father has passed. It may seem weird why this is a relief until you would _really _get to know him. He may have been a “brilliant scientist,” but the only thing brilliant about him is that he managed to make everyone around him miserable.

I came there today to pay repect that excuse of a homosapien. It was quite foggy, as you would expect of a graveyard. The soil on my bare feet felt unusually wet, but rain was pouring down as rapidly as the speed of light, so it seemed quite natural. White noise filled my ears, singing me a lullaby.

And I see it.

My father’s grave.

What are his last words?

“Destroy! Destroy it all! Burn it all down until the depths of hell will feel like a better place! I do not _care _how the _hell _you achieve it! _Die! Die! Die!”_

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I’m quite used to my father being a lunatic, but what exactly did he want to burn down so much that those were his last words before dropping dead on the marble floor at his workplace? Why do I feel pity for this horrible man? And so…

I’ll _sing._

Make him feel whatever emotion I want him to, with song. It’s my power, and I will not be annihilated for having it. It’s just me and him right now, and he’ll finally learn something about his daughter, that she can let chaotic souls rest in one peace.

It’s nothing but a simple hum, and I keep harmonizing with myself for a few minutes until I know he is resting. How I know, is a mystery, to both me and you; but I do not want to lay around with nothing to do, hah, what pity I have for a horrible man who is my father.

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“Child, where did you go? I was worried sick about you!”

“I sung. For my father, don’t get this twisted into knots like you always do.”

She crosses her arms. “You know very well you aren’t supposed to sing in public places at all, it’s a hazard to people’s emotions.”

“Mom, all it was was just a hum for a few minutes! Don’t go crazy about the government trying to eliminate those with powers, even if they’re straight-up harmless!”

_“You know what happened to your father.”_

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The room goes dead silent after this.

I go into my room, feeling grateful for not being him.