The world was moving slow, and it was hilarious. I would turn to the door to exit to my room and my room would only turn after my body already did. My mother and Elder Clarissa has been trying to get me to sit down but all I wanted to do was dance. I wanted to flow through the room as eloquently as the world around me did.
“Adeline? Adeline” I hear my mother calling to me. Its like an ecco in the back of my mind, not harsh enough to demand my attention. The hand moving through the air was way more capturing. I could see the air particles give way as my hand swooshed through it. My mother grabbed my hand messing up my perfect flow of air particles I was creating with my hand movements.
“Adeline!” She was now scolding me, I could not help but laugh. Its so typical of my mother she always
