All through 2nd period i could not get that boy out of my mind. He plagued my thoughts like the Bubonic Plague my friends and i started many years ago. If you dont know about my friends and i, here’s the whole story. From birth we were born to bring punishment to all evil in society. We were all born around the year 1315. We have moved around the world with our adopted families. But no matter what, the Elders always keep us together. Given, we are sometimes forced to kill our adopted families because of the wrong reasons they adopted us. No matter what, the police never seemed to think we were the ones who killed our families. But that might be because we hypnotized them. Finally around the 1930’s we all got bored of being adopted, and having to hypnotize and kill most of our families, so now we all live together in a mansion in Black Hills, Maryland. The mansion has been provided by the elders, who bought it from a couple, who’s children went missing, and they decided it wasn’t worth the pain. Even though all of the rumors about the mansion sound suspisious to humans, it doesn’t compare to the rumors about us. Growing up was especially hard, mostly because we never had anyone to help us through getting our powers and growing our wings. At first we didnt know how to use and control our powers, and thats how the Bubonic Plague started. By children playing with supernatural powers. I was on my own until about 1325, and thats when Rose and Dani came into the picture. They are my best friends, but for the protection of our secret, we have to pretend that we have never met. Because throughout history it shows pictures/drawings of three girls that look like us always living through disasters. Our powers include: hypnotism, immortal life, able to read minds(me), see the future(Dani), mind control(Rose), super strength, super speed, high knowledge in hand to hand combat, and greatly expanded weapons knowledge. Now back to the present, Damon was sitting across the room staring at the white board, even though the teacher was sitting at her desk. I took the chance to read his mind, but right when i got in, he turned and looked at me, as though he felt my presence in his mind. But i know thats imposible, because humans cant feel me enter their minds. Unless Damon isn’t human. ‘I have to dig deeper into his mind if i want to know more about him.’ And so i did, my friends were never going to believe what i found. ‘But now i have to wait through the school day pretending to learn things that i have learned from the people who found them out, and invented this stuff.’ No matter what i did i could not stop looking at Damon. I was entranced when he pushed his shaggy, midnight black hair away from his mysterious black eyes only for it to fall in front of his left eye again. His tight volcom black t-shirt clung to his muscles desperately. “Samantha. Will you tell the class what a preposition is?” asks Mrs. Myers “A preposition is a part of grammer that describes where the noun is. Such as beside, above, and about.” I say easily, H.W. Fowler in 1908 taught me and my friends that before people even knew he came up with the preposition. “…Uh, thank you Samantha…” Mrs. Myers says, unsuccessfully trying to hide her surprise. While she wandered off to interogate other students, I went back to picking Damon’s brain. ‘No one should be able to sense me and no one’s thoughts should be able to push through my mind’s wall like his did. There has to be some way i can find out what supernatural creature he is.’
i just learned that my grandpa is going to the ER for what he thinks is a blood clot. im terrified that he might b seriously hurt. i like, nvr cry, but this is about to make me bawl. the last time i felt like this, i found out my grandma has breast cancer. icant take it alone so i hav no choice but to put it here. i know no one is going to read this, but i had to put my thoughts somewhere that werent in my head. bcause i swear, if i hav to hold in another feeling or hurt though, i will explode. i nvr talk about anything that hurts me so putting this out there is killing me. but i want anyone to see this and no people might b there for you. im not a vry religious person, but i am praying that my grandpa is okay and i hope someone else might pray for him too.