Death
There are many people in the world.
Too many people.
And a lot of them are weak, despise their special talent. There still is no cure for diseases like cancer and Alzheimer.
It took me some time to figure out my „talent“. Or at least the specific definition. I noticed quite quickly that if I touched people some of them died within the next day. At first it seemed random but then I figured it out.
If I touch someone healthy, they are fine. But if they just have the slightest flu, they die. A small riskfree tumor? Dead the next day. Even people with mental illnesses aren’t safe from me.
So technically I can live happily with healthy people but I just can’t stand the fear anymore that suddenly they develop just the slightest sickness. Nobody would notice but they’d be dead the next day.
I hate it.
I feel like it’s even worse than if my touch would kill everybody.
I felt the loving hug of my parents but now they are old and I can’t dare to get close to them anymore.
Why do humans have to get sick so easily?