I’m not sure if I should associate with someone like this
Miriam’s sharp senses evaluated the girl, finding out the unnecessary details of her body temperature and weight. That was the perk of having such overdone powers. She could find out anything that was hidden by outer appearances. Holly’s outside aura, a distant golden glow, invisible to all humans, proved her intentions were meant well. Miriam’s hands unclenched from under the sleeves of her sweater, but her face refused to drop it unfriendly expression.
“I know you want to be right Miriam, but you just can’t. Now hold still, this won’t hurt a bit,” she said.
“I couldn’t have said so better myself,” Candid agreed, smiling pleasantly at the brainless dummy before her. “Those people who are especially superior have no claim here. They could only destroy us.” With that, the pair walked hand in hand down the hill, Miriam’s empty body trailing after them. She was doomed from the start, the poor girl. Just because she had been different. The world again disappeared into serene chaos.
They decided that it was in their best interest to send her away. Hence Miriam became a pupil at the all girls school called Haverford Hill Manor [s]up[/s] in the Appalachian Mountains. After that, though, things only got worse.
Contact lenses were irritating because although she had perfect vision, she couldn’t leave her room without them.
She grabbed her green sweater from her bedside and [s]after running her fingers through her hair,[/s] opened the door.
Miriam shrugged and followed, [s]giving little thought to[/s] leaving Holly [s]who stood[/s] stranded in the middle of the Dining Hall without someone to sit with.
“That’s never happened before,” she sank into a heap on the floor, the pain of her bleeding arm finally setting in.
Even if the professor was only minutely injured, her survival rate illuminated in Miriam’s mind as 75%, everyone would be looking for Miriam.
“I was born to scientists you know. They were always away from home, at work. I was by myself most of the time, and not being able to make friends, I found other pursuits. Every time I didn’t clean my room, or accidently left their laboratory door open a fraction, they would lock me up in a dark closet with food for a whole day,” she said.
112,881 Literary Works • 606,412 Reviews