Chapter 1

"Let me in. I just want to help you," it was my sister. I could feel her frightening fears crawl through the door and into my head. "Please, let me in! I want to help you."
"Go away! Just leave me alone," the pain her fears gave me was excruciating. If she wouldn't leave her mind could kill me.
"I am not going to leave you"
"I don't want to do this Anna. Just go before I hurt you,"
"No," she said while stepping back and shaking her head. "stay out of my head Peter. Please, stay out of my head."
"Then go!" she was afraid. I could feel her body shaking all the way to her feet, which were buried within her Adidas loafers.
"No! I won't. I can't."
"Then your leaving me no choice."
I took a deep breath and entered her mind. The sky was purple and darkness was all around me. Her greatest nightmare, that's where I was.
"I am sorry sis," I whispered. The creatures she considered scary woke up to roam her world freely. I could feel her fear level rising, her heart began to cry. I could feel its sorrow. Finally I heard her footsteps. She began to scream and ran away. Finally I could let her go.
Slowly I try to get up. Every time I do that my nose starts to bleed, my eyes turn purple and I break a little piece of the light that keeps me awake. One day, this light will fade, i will get lost in someone's most terrifying thoughts.
My sister will be having visions of her nightmares for five minutes. I could really do some damage if I would have stayed inside her mind any longer. I could make some one see things for years. My mother was the first one to experience it. When she was pregant of me, she knew i was special. But I guess that's what every mom thinks of her baby. The last three months where probably hell for her. She had been able to keep herself sane, till i was born. After my birth she immediatly died. Well that is what they told me. But I know something else happened. I can feel her presence. She hasn't left this world yet. Ofcourse that could also be me going insane.
I walk over to the bathroom connected to mine. My feet barely get of the floor. When I get there I open the left cabinet hanging next to the mirror. I get some tissues to wipe the blood of my face. My nose did stop bleeding when I got the tissues so that's something.
The mirror gets my attention. The face which was covered in blood was replaced the face of Peter Thomas. The reflection stared into my hazel brown eyes. My light blond hair, which i never really liked, looked like I just came out of bed. I put my hand on the mirror and felt a shock. Instantly my body got weak. I grabbed the sink so I wouldn't fall. My vision slowly faded. With the last strenght I had I threw water at my face. It was extremely cold. I woke up instantly. My head was screaming. I had to lay down.
Bumping into everything, I made it to my bed. The room was pitch black. Just the way I like it. It's because i have migraine allot. Everytime I make someone hallucinate the light feels like a hundred knife stabs into my eyes. So that's why I never open the curtains.
I use my power a lot. It's kind of scary knowing that I solve my problems like this. Once I made a teacher see my test as if I awnsered all the questions right. My father found out a week later. I tried to make him see something entirely different, but his mind was to strong. He is gonna make sure i got transferred for a year to a new school. A school where kids like me would be raised again. But there wouldn't be any homework or tests or teachers. I knew what he was talking about. He was gonna put me in a special asylum. An asylum for kids who think they have powers. That is also the reason I was crying.
Tomorrow is the day. The day I leave. Forever