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Artwork uploaded on Sep 9 12:44:12 PDT 2005, since then it was viewed 611 times and reviewed 1 times.
"Even as a child, I've been able to move things with my mind. I don't know how I can; it just happens. People fear me for my gift, despise me for it. But I can't really blame them. When I'm angry or upset, strange things happen. One minute I'm talking with the few friends I have, and then I see red and black out. When I wake up, I'm in a place I've never been, usually with someone's blood on my hands. I never remember how I do it, and it frightens me. My parents say they love me, and these powers are a treasured gift. But I can tell they don't mean it. They hate me as much as everyone else. They hate me as much as everyone else. No one understands me, and no one will ever accept me." I know the words got cute off, but that's pretty much what it says. I changed a few words.I got bored one day. I'm very proud of the eyes. |
