Different

What if you saw your mother die? What if it was your father's fault? What if you are different? So different it makes your life terrible? That is me. Olivia. A common name to a special girl. I would love if you will comment if you like the story, and I would also like any kind of feedback :) Sorry, I misspell words, but I do not speak english normally

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2. Chapter 2

I woke up in an empty room. Completely empty. I lay on the floor, and was scared as hell. There were no windows, and the only light I had come from a sterile lamp on the ceiling. The walls were gray, the same color as the concrete floor. I curled up in the corner furthest away from the big metal door. I did not even try to get out. I did not even want to know what was behind the door. All I could think about was that the men, who were somewhere behind those doors, killed my mom. My father was somewhere behind those doors. I felt the hate deep within me, and I knew it was his fault. It was all his fault. If he never had met my mother, she could be alive and happy, with a man who could be a prober husband. Even if that meant I was never born, but then my mother would be alive and happy.

As I was dreaming of a better world, the door opened. five men came in to the room, and two of them hurried to me. I got a bag over my head, and they grabbed my arms, and dragged me out of the door. The house had to be very big, because they dragged me quite a while. Finally, they dropped me, but I could feel they were only a few inches away from me. I heard a deep voice: "If you as much as think about using telekinesis on us, believe me, you will regret it immediately, Got it?" I nodded, so frightened I barely moved my head. A guard took of the bag, and I glanced around the room. It reminded me of a big Egyptian throne room. It was a big room, with a lot of natural light, but what happened inside was not visible for anyone at the outside. A big chair stood almost in the middle of the room. It was something between a throne and an office chair. In front of the chair was a huge desk. A very modern computer was placed in the corner of the desk and a phone was at the other corner. I then looked at the man in front of me. He was bald, but had a large beard. His face was a bit small, but it seemed as he had never smiled. He was dressed very formal in a suit that looked more expensive than our house. 

I got eye contact with him, and I could see the evil in his eyes. It sounds as something from a movie, but his eyes glowed of malice. he walked closer to me as he spoke: "Hello Olivia, so nice to finally meet you dear. Welcome to the headquarter. I am Taro. I have heard about your gift, and I have some business you can take care of, if you wouldn't mind?" "Do I have even have a choice?" I did not know where this sudden confidence came from, because I definitely was not confident. He just laughed: " hahaha, my dear, of course you have a choice, you just don't want to know that the alternative is". And with that he gave a guard a sign, and they opened an enormous door in the end of the room. Two other guards gave in, dragging a man through the door into the room. "Here is your first victim", Taro said. I felt my body shake as I realized what they wanted me to do. 

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