The new boy
Hi, I can hear your deepest and innermost thoughts. U are not the only victim of my transgression as I do the same to the people around me. I realized I was able to hear other people’s thoughts since I was young. I do not remember much from my childhood. I was told by my parents who adopted me when I was 11 years old that I got into a very bad accident which caused amnesia. This could be why I do not remember anything from the time I was in the orphanage. I remember nothing before I became Ultori.
It was early morning as I went to school, hearing thoughts of others drained by the cards society has dealt them. We all share the same conscious library. My ideas, opinions, and morals were from someone and theirs. Our thoughts are the books in the library. We borrow, share, and return it. The excessive inclination to want to read someone’s book just lies within the promised premise of teenage youth but the world is not full of love. I have felt guilty before for invading my classmates’ thoughts but it’s much easier to hear their thoughts than mine. I have also been able to turn off my ability to read other people’s thoughts so I was fortunately not destined for doom with this supernatural gift.... and I probably just jinxed myself. Anyways ,my friend, Sheila, sat beside me as she vibrantly started to speak about what she did with her family during the weekend. It is hard to read one’s thoughts when one is talking. ″UHMM, please put your phones away, stop talking, and look up. There is a new student today with us today.″ announced my form teacher Mila as she walked into the class. She turned her head towards the new student and asked him to introduce himself. The boy was attractive or so I think since that was what all my classmates were thinking about. Sometimes I wonder if these are my own thoughts; however if I agree, does it even matter? I forgot due to the excitement of my classmates and Sheila who obviously have made sure to make it known to me that he is very very hot but I could not hear the new boy’s thoughts. Why can I not hear his thoughts? WHY CAN I NOT HEAR HIS THOUGHTS. My mind started racing. This has not happened before. When I suddenly caught his eye, I was met with this insidious sinister chill seeping through my body. This foreboding sense of doom was accompanied by the screams of ''SAVE ME SAVE ME SAVE ME.''I switched off my ability to read other people’s thoughts to stop the screams but the painful screeching was not stopping. I held my head and hugged tightly as the dreadful screeching continued. With the concerned voice of Sheila droning out, I fell down with a thud.
