Ever had that feeling that your being watched?
I get it all the time. It's not that I'm actually being watched its that I can feel it or actually I can hear it.
You see ever since my near death experience I can hear people's thoughts. Some think of it as a gift. I think of it as a curse. It brings headaches, along with nausea.
Sometimes it is useful, like to know what people think of me.
Most people think I'm a freak ever since I accidentally let it slip that i knew our teacher was going to kill himself because of a divorce.
My name is Ever, I'm 16 soon and this is my story.
It was a warm day, so warm that I went for the white shorts at the very back of my bottom draw instead of my well worn black skinnies. I match it with a gold tank and a pair of white and gold skates. All from my old life... The life where I was happy and loved.
As I walked down the long drive to where my car was, I thought about how it was so much like my old self to where something like this. A little showy but not too slutty.
My blonde hair reached just above my knees, and my green eyes stood out against my pale complexion. For once in a while... I felt beautiful.
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Ever's life used to be perfect but now, she's stuck in this unknown world where she is anything but normal or perfect. She just wants something normal in her life. And she's about to get it...