For three years they called me a freak—and I stayed silent—until they touched my little sister in front of everyone, and the truth I buried finally came out and changed everything.

let the open space absorb any immediate incoming fire or physical attack. The door slammed against the interior wall with a loud bang, the echo reverberating through the small house, but no gunfire followed, and no hidden adversary rushed out to strike me down. The room remained dark, silent, and completely still, bathed in the gloomy, purple light continue reading …