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"Yes," I reply. I hadn't had tea for as long as I could remember. It brought images of roaring fireplaces and the smiling faces of my parents. I'd been sipping tea on the night my parents were killed. The fireplace was smashed and my parents didn't smile, not even in death like they do in the movies. Uncle had made me visit them, none of us liked the arrangment, but as I was about to leave, the Goverment had killed them all, Uncle and my parents. On that visit I'd only managed to make them smile once: When I told them I' was being bullied at school. "On second thoughts, no thanks,"
He looked at me curiously, but I just shrugged, trying to banish the thoughts from my head. I moulded by hands back to normal and kept my hair silver. "He had a vision, a bad one, what could it be about?"
Images of the Goverment flashed through my head and my whole body turned silver. I sighed and shifted to normal, no silver on me. They must think I was a right weirdo. "I'm sorry." I admitted, and said no more on the matter.
The boy shrugged and said, "It could've been about anything,"
I smiled. I was waiting. Was he like me? Did they both have powers?
"Do you have powers?" I asked. "Rebellion or Goverment?"
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