I have… a power, the little girl said.
A power? What kind of power?
She sat there, looking at her shoes. Poor little girl, Henry though. She’s been through so much.
Is it a good power?
She lifted her head, her eyes met his.
I make people die.
I… Er… He swallowed. He hadn’t expected this. This was worse than he thought. She believed she was to blame. -Why do you say that? It’s not your fault people have died. Their hearts stopped, there was nothing you could do about it.
She didn’t answer, just stared into his eyes. Her big, green eyes showed so much pain. So much insecurity. But there was something else, too. Darkness.
He looked at his papers. Death had been following her all her life, ever since she was born. Her baby brother died when she was two. Both her parents shortly after. Her foster parents. Children on the playground. On the orphanage. And now all the deaths at her school. He swallowed. Sweat emerged on his forehead.
You… You won’t tell anyone, will you? You promised. She looked worried.
… … Er… … No! No, of course not.
He went through his papers again. It was just too much. Too many deaths to be normal. To be natural. But… It couldn’t be. Could it?
Did you want them to die?
No… yes… I don’t know. I wanted them to die in the moment, but…
He needed to get deeper. He asked her questions about her parents. About her foster parents. Slowly it was becoming clear to him. It was her. She had killed them all.
I… I have to go out for a moment, he said. He left the room, locked the door behind him. Down the hall he sat down, thinking. Something had to be done, but what? Would anyone believe him? And would it even help? She could kill people just by thinking about it. They could try to lock her up, but she wouldn’t like that. God knew how many people she would kill if they tried.
It was up to him. He had to stop her.
He opened his bag of medicines. He had a syringe there, and some morphine. He filled it. A lot, enough to kill a grown man. He got some sleeping pills, dissolved them in water. He was trembling. He went back in.
Why did you lock the door? Her big eyes were looking at him. Judging. Trying to figure out his intentions.
For your own safety, little one, he said, trying to seem as cheerful as he could. He stood there for a moment, looking at her. She was standing now, in the middle of the room. Staring at him.
Here, he said. Drink this. It will do you good.
She took the glass. Smelled it. Tried a tiny little sip.
It tastes funny.
It’s suppose to taste like that. It will do you good. He regretted repeating the sentence.
I don’t want it. Her eyes were narrower now. She was glaring. She didn’t trust him any more. -Why is your hand shaking?
He was holding the shot behind his back. Please, sit down, he said, touching her shoulder, trying to guide her. Turned her around. He lifted the shot. Her head turned. Looked at the shot. Then his eyes. She looked terrified.
He stopped. He couldn’t do it.
A shooting pain went through his chest. The needle fell to the ground. With one hand on his heart, the other one the chair he fell to the ground.
The little girl started crying. People came running in. Another unexplainable death.
Poor girl. She had been through so much.
http://www.cinemadumeep.com/2011/01/shes-got-power-chicks-with-powers-in.html
https://writingontangents.com/2018/01/16/fiction-a-tale-of-avarice-part-1/
Wow! Such a great and imaginative mind. You’re brilliant! I like the story so much. Well done 🙂
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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Sinister and eerie!
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Thanks 😉
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So innocent, so deadly.
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She is. Poor little girl. 😀
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Hmm! 😮poor lass. lovely writing. ☺
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Thank you. She is.
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You do good work, FicSpawn! Enjoy your writing! Keep it going!
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Thanks a lot, Billy Ray. I will 😉
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A sublimely different kind of monster!
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She is. She can’t really help it. For now…
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Poor thing, with all these people unexpectedly dropping dead around her and all 😉
Nice one!
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She has a hard life. She’s very unlucky 😀
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Oh my it was awesome, keeps the reader glued till the end!
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Thanks a lot
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I like this story. You were able to put some suspense in a very small space.
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Thank you! 🙂
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Oozing with emotions..
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Thank you. Then I did something right 🙂
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Definitely 😀👍
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What a heavy burden to carry! Nicely done.
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Thanks! Let’s hope she learns to control it… and doesn’t fall for the temptation tp abuse her powers 😉
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Fantastic!
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Thank you very much!
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Great character. Innocent yet guilty as sin 😀 Love it!
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Thanks! Your yellowed eyed girl passed through my mind a couple of times as I was writing 😉
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Haha – yes, the eyes give it all away, don’t they? 😉
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😉
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Someone who can think people dead.
A very awesome power indeed.
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Better control your temper, though 😀
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Wow. Freaked me out but was cool!!! And I love the painting! Cheers! 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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You know what? It’s lingering!!! I’m sitting here working on something and I keep thinking about her! Little kids in horror are so freaky….it’s intense! 😅 But You took her in a whole other level because she truly wants to stop. You hooked my brain! 🙂
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Thanks a lot, Forresting 🙂 She really is a victim of her own nature. Maybe we all are, in some way 😉
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Pretty much, huh? 🙂
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I love your stories!! How long have you been writing?
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Thank you! I used to make comics before I started writing short stories, but I guess I’ve always been writing in some way or another 🙂
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Wow. That was intense.
Well written. 👌🏻
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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You’re welcome. 😊
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That’s a very interesting story with plenty of unexplained detail which always draws the reader in.
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Thanks! Happy to hear it worked 🙂
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Picks up nicely half way in. Good stuff!
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Thank you 🙂
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What did people think when they found the syringe on the floor?
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