by Stiles » Mon Apr 25, 2011 5:08 pm
Annie Quillen was just now excepting this was now her life.
She was a freak.
She had the power to hear people's thoughts.
Even talk to people inside their minds.
She had her bag on her bed. She was in that room that... brown haired girl kicked open.
One side of the room was empty, the other... she had taken over.
She was sitting crossed legged on her bed.
She was sat facing her bag.
Staring down at it.
Unpack, right.
"Alright." she said. She made sure the door was closed.
She unbuckled it and saw it.
That thing that taunted her day and night.
Her hearing aid.
She turned it on and put it in her right ear.
And then she listened.
She heard footsteps all through the hallway.
She heard far away voices.
And then the hate came. She snapped. She threw the hearing aid - still on - across the room.
It hit the bed across from her, not even making a sound.
Of course, she wouldn't of heard it anyway.
Then came the tears.
Tears of all kinds of things.
Hate at her mother.
Far away fear of this place.. and the kids who lived here.
She flopped down onto her pillow and began to sob openly.
She didn't care if somebody heard her.
Crying, for once when nobody bothered you, felt wonderful.
(Yeah, I'll catch up more often. Sorry I've been posting REALLY late.)
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