"Kyle," a voice softly said, as a small beam of light floated into the dark room. "It's time for school, and your not going to be late again." After he heard this, he knew who it was. He gradually rose from underneath the covers. His black hair hung over his eyes. He pushed it back and threw his feet on the ground. "Okay, mom, I'm up." He remarked as she flipped on the light. She was in a turquoise robe with snowflakes littered around it.. Her light-blonde hair was pulled back in a bun. "Get dressed,I woke you up late." she said, turning to walk out of the room. She stopped halfway and turned around. "Ohh, and its cold outside, so wear a coat." He nodded and sat for a few minutes in a daze. When he finally was half-awake, he stood up.
It had been a week since his fifteenth birthday, and it was surely a very odd day. You see, his family is "different". They have special powers. Mental powers. They can use thier minds to make people say and do things against their will. Kyle, however, is very special, for he can also move objects and see spirits.
He walked over his dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans, a green and black shirt with the saying "Hello: My Names None Of Your Business" and a blue, light jacket. He put the clothes on and started for the door. Suddenly...
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