*Water*

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She was painting, at least that's what she told them. Only her father was shocked to walk in to her well, painting, expect the child had neither paint nor paper. No she only had the cup of water she had gotten a few minutes ago and she was using the water to create floating designs in the air. She giggled when she saw her father.

"Aren't they pretty, Daddy?" She waved her hand and the floating water changed shape, floating closer to her shocked father. 

"Beautiful, darling... But promise me, never do it again," Her father looked around from left to right, as if searching for possibly danger. The girl frowned and replaced the water in the cup.

"I thought you'd be nicer than Mommy. Mommy screamed and told me that she was sending for people to take me away. But I think she was joking.." The girl trailed off noticing the pale look on her father's face. "Mommy was joking, right Daddy?"

"No, Kirsite, Mommy wasn't joking." 

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