Rare

Hi....I'm Jordan, and I'm five. My gift is nothing special to me, some people say
I'm gifted others say I'm cursed and to scientists I'm rare.

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2. Chapter Two

Sophia's P.O.V

-9 years later-

 

"Sophia breakfast!"

"Coming!"

"You're going to be late for your first day of 9th grade!"

"I know, I know. I'm coming okay?!"

I run out of my room grabbing some quarters for the pay phone in case I need to contact my mom. I live in a small town that likes to keep things old fashioned. It's actually quite nice. Kids are playing outside, signing, painting and spending time with family more than modern cities.

I run down the stairs with my long straight light brown hair swept into a pony tail and my black high-wasted shorts perfectly hugging my waist and to top it off I was wearing a Beatles shirt. My favorite band of all time. i sprint down my carpeted stairs. I give my mom a hug before I run out the door. I am almost as tall as my mom so i am pretty tall. On my way out the door I grab the wonderful breakfast my mom made me and ran out into the terrible Florida heat.

 

 

Hey...sorry for the short chapter...I have writers block.... I'll try to get longer chapter out soon...sorry:P

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