Fear || Stiles Stilinski

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You're probably wondering how exactly I was "fortunate" enough to have what I have. It all began with my great grandfather, Urie Geller. He was the gambling kind, did all he could to get his own money. His job didn't pay him enough to care for his wife who, at the time, was pregnant.

Geller did what he thought was the only way, and made a bet with a man. A life changing bet in fact. Either Geller won at a classic arm wrestle and was rewarded $100 (which was a lot at the time), or he'd give the baby "a gift". Then, he didn't believe in witchcraft or nowadays called the supernatural, he always thought of it was just one big sham.

So from that, he was sure that whether he'd win or not, the baby wouldn't be harmed by it. The man gave him a week to prepare himself, and prepare he did. Each day, Geller would find a heavyy yet liftable rock and worked out his biceps. By the day it was time, he felt as though he'd bulked up enough to win, but unfortunately, that wasn't the case.

During the last few seconds, the man flipped Gellers arm over on the table, thus giving him the title of the winner.

The man smirked but Geller felt no sense of threat. The man approached my great grandmother, and whispered in Swahili while waving over her belly. Little did Geller know, the gift was real and it made it's way to yours truly.

The people who witnessed it felt jealous that the man didn't offer such a powerful thing to them. So they started a riot and ended up killing the man, now, people come to us in hopes to be just as powerful. In hopes to be the next person to have such a story to tell.

Now you may be wondering how I know the story, well that's what my Godmother Kate is for. After my mom died and dad went God knows where, she took care of me, told me everything there is to know,starting with this story. You also may be wondering if that means I have badass superpowers, you're damn right I do.

Welcome To My Life.

   ~Sincerely,      
Me

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