A voice in your head was an uncommon power, and the few examples I read on PHO had a horror tinge to it.īut I was scared of what they would do to me. she retorted continuing her air-headed act. I was halfway to my next class, after taking a long detour to avoid my bullies, when the voice piped up: Better being a ridiculous cape than a jail-baiting skunk. I didn't understand why she called me master: she wasn't thinking about the parahuman definition, because she had used it before she knew what capes were. The odd appearance screamed cape and taking into account her furry ears and the tail swishing beside her back, it erased any suspicion. It was heart-shaped and cute, and, where a pair of brown eyes behind glasses were supposed to be, two striking yellow eyes sparkled with mischief.

Once I finished I closed the lunch box, went out of the stall, and looked at the mirror. How long until I was more her than me? I wished many times to escape my life, to be someone else, but this wasn't the way I wanted. Fuck my powers, this body wasn't even mine anymore.Īnd worse of all, I was starting to adjust to her taste. I opened the plastic box and started munching.īecause sharing my senses with her wasn't creepy, at all. the spirit lamented with a suffering tone. Thankfully, the Trio and their posse didn't seem to follow me, as I entered one of the stalls and closed the door behind me. I hurried out of the classroom towards one of the bathrooms. I didn't want to hear her bickering again. an annoying high-pitched voice asked petulantly.Īnd the voice was in my head.

The class was going to end in five minutes, and my only thought was 'One hour is too long for lunch'.

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