Hell On Earth

Chapter Three

When I finally made my way back into my room, I flopped myself on the bed. Tears continued to fall sporadically from my eyes, but I tried my best to stay strong. It seemed as though I had no one in this place to call a friend. Except Cordelia. I was so grateful for her.

I just wanted at least Fiona to like me. I did not care about the other blonde girl who made no attempt to introduce herself to me. I wanted to leave Fiona with a good impression of myself. I had no idea what I did wrong and it was bothering me. Were my clothes to barren for her taste? Did I think of something that could have pissed her off? I was thinking about her all day. What if she read my thoughts and thinks I am a freak! Apologizing to Fiona as soon as I can would be best, but now was not an appropriate time. Maybe after dinner, but definitely not at this moment. I am far too embarrassed to see her.

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My head pounded and my whole body ached. Did I fall asleep? I had the most horrible dream and it felt so real. I dreamt that my father was back in my life and he was hurting my mother again. Only this time, I did not have my special powers. I could not stop him, and the more that I fought back, the weaker I got. Thinking about the dream almost put me into another cold sweat. I pushed myself up from the bed and shrieked when I saw a brunette sitting in the chair across the room.

"You think too much," she said to me.

Who is this and what is she doing in my room! I quickly grabbed the covers and hid my body away from her.

"Who are you and what are you doing in here?"

The girl made her way over and sat down next to me.

"I'm Nan and I wanted to see the new girl everyone has been talking about! But you think way too much and it's kinda hard not to block out everything that you're thinking."

So, she has the same power as I do. I was relieved to find someone who had a power similar to mine.

"Hi Nan, I'm Weslynn. I'm sorry for bothering you with my...thinking. I can't help it. I don't know how to control that just yet. Did you say you could hear what I was thinking?"

Nan nodded her head and smiled.

"I have the same power. I'm glad someone here understands what it's like," I said with a wave of relief.

We both smiled and she got up from the bed.

"My room is just across the hall from yours. Don't be scared to drop by and say hi!"

Before leaving, Nan stopped at the door to turn around and look at me.

"Oh...I'm sorry about your dad." She gave a sympathetic smile, waved goodbye, and closed the door.

I began to scold myself for dreaming about my dad. He does not deserve any attention. Now that Nan knows he is abusive, I do not want her to tell someone and they go after him. Although I was upset with her, I did not want for my mother to end up getting hurt. Trying to distract myself, I looked over to my alarm clock. It read that it was 1:06 AM. It is only one?

I got myself out of bed and forced myself to find the bathroom. I knew there was one downstairs, but I did not know if there were any upstairs. I should have asked Cordelia when I had the chance. I decided not to take any chances of pissing off someone else and quietly made my way down the stairs to look for the bathroom myself. The floorboards of the staircase creaked with every step that I took and I did my best to stay as quiet as possible.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I took a right and made my way into the kitchen. The light switch flipped on and I was blinded by the piercing light.