A WEEK LATER
A week. It has been happening for a week.
I cannot stop dreaming about that day.
About what happened that day.
The question is why.
Why am I focusing on the day that my parents die?
What is so relevant about that day?
**SIGH**
Is there something I missed?
—“FOUND YOU”—
I frown as I try to locate a second though, but whoever it is, is silent, that can mean two things, one, this person knows I can communicate telepathically and has chosen to be silent or this person is walking away from me, exiting my wave range.
Someone was looking for me. Someone might know what I am able to do.
Am I in danger?
-“Blaze”- Kyle calls.
I walk towards the living room.
-“You shouldn’t leave the front door open”- Kyle says as he walks toward the kitchen.
-“After what happened la
