I'd seen plenty of death in my 21-year-old life, and, trust me, it wasn't my choice. I would never wish my gift on anyone, even when the power running through my family tree was beneficial to society, or, in this case, the small town of Killman, Illinois. True to its name, of course, this ghost of a town has the highest crime rate in the state, which I doubt is anything to boast about.
**This is my short story, created for my college Creative Writing class! Brought to you by popular demand, I hope you enjoy!**