2. First day at school
Today is my first day in an actual school. I've always been homeschooled. Ever since my mother died I have been careful not to touch things. I never wanted to go to school. What would happen I f I touched someone. Finally my father persuaded me to go. I can still see the pain in his eyes when he gestured for a hug and I refuse. Doesn't he know he will turn to gold and be gone forever. Then I will be truly alone. Sometimes I hear him talking on the phone about his mentally disabled child. About how her mind never recovered from losing her mother. So that's what the they are calling my curse now.
Anyway my first day at school. The gates are rising getting higher and higher it seems they touch the sky. I breathe slower to try and calm myself down. It's not working. The world spins faster and faster and then it goes black.