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I tell you,
I am Sam Grimsly Dorman. Two days ago I had my fourteenth birthday.
As usual, I woke up to another heavy day at school. I always dreaded school. It was so dull and boring, a rinse and repeat kind of thing. All I ever seemed to do was get dressed, go to school and come straight back home.
That day was different. It was my birthday. That special, magical time when you reach another milestone in your life! Oh, the joys of growing up!
As I headed downstairs, for the expected cards, presents and my usual cheerio with milk scenario, I
I never had the usual things that other kids had, like an Xbox, or PS3. That was okay, because at least I had something, and my parents,
School that day was good. PE was never the best subject.
Thankfully, school gave us recess in between the monotony of the working day. I usually just hung around with my,
Chemistry was always a blast! I would sit next to, Mr Popular, AKA, Toby, I love myself, Crow! I have to say, he was always my favourite idiot of the day!
Lunchtime was the treat of listening to kids my age talking about their new phones, and gadgets, which I would never have.
Now, double English
The school day finally ended and I walked about 2 miles to get home. I lived in a farmhouse away from most of civilisation. The town close by was quiet and vacant by day. A place where you could be safe to walk by yourself. Time seemed to drift along like the people.
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I got home to silence, dead silence, which seemed strange. There was always something happening in the house. The TV would be on, or my mom would be in the kitchen preparing something for me to eat. There was a sudden thump and a high pitched scream from upstairs!
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I dropped my rucksack and took the stairs two at a time. Breathless, I ran towards my mom’s room and pushed open the door. My stepdad was standing over my mom who was cowering on the floor. Her hair was caked in blood, her hands shaking as she tried to protect herself.▼
▲I dropped my rucksack and took the stairs two at a time. Breathless, I ran towards my
I ran over to where he stood, throwing myself at him, frantically kicking and punching him.
This kind of situation
It would never change, but, on my special day, I changed and finally snapped. My inner demons, powers I never knew I had, surfaced.
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▲It would never change, but, on my special day, I changed and finally snapped. My inner demons, powers I never knew I had, surfaced. I stepped away from my stepfather, raised my hand and allowed electricity to pass through my fingertips. Things flew across the room at my will, hitting and spearing them both. They fell to the floor as finally death claimed them. A different type of silence surrounded me when it was all done. I stood there for the longest time, looking down and feeling nothing but utter relief. I knew then that this it was destined, inevitable. My life had turned as demonic power was born.
I finally ran out of the house and grabbed two of my stepdads sickles, feeling the strength in the steel as I gripped them tightly. I made my way towards the woods, frenzied but free. The fun had only just begun. Every moment of anger, every thought of what I had done would now increase my telekinesis power and my hatred for human kind.
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By the way, his "tragic past" appears to be nothing more than a persecution complex. Wah wah waaaaaah.</i>
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