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Dirty Secret
Nobody knows that I can read minds. It’s a curse, I hate it. Everyone might think it’d be a cool superpower, but it is the most annoying ability ever. I hear everything, even when it’s not said a loud. It makes me want to scream & rip my hair out. Hearing everyone’s thoughts is just too much for anyone to deal with, especially me. If I had one wish, it would be to get rid of this rachet curse that causes so much pain. I get terrible migraines, they’re so bad that I want to kill myself. I barely sleep at night because I can hear everyone’s thoughts before & while they’re dreaming. This ability drives me insane. At times being able to read minds comes in handy. For example/ if someone steals something of mine or hides something I want. I’ll know who did it & where the thing I want is located, even if they lie to my face. When I do that, they ask how I knew. I just tell them I know how to tell when people they’re lying. But I have a secret. One day I overheard a guy thinking of killing his wife at their dinner date, so I followed him to the restaurant & I stabbed him with him with my car keys before he could get completely out of his car. I had to make a getaway plan, so I put him in my trunk & drove far far away. I made it to an ocean & dumped his body in it for the sharks to eat. After I took care of the body I had to clean myself up, so I went to a nearby laundromat. & put my bloody shirt in it. I made it home late & was asked where i had been all day. I said I was at a friends house playing video games & went to bed. Now everyday of my life, it haunts me. I think of that man's face when I stabbed him every night before I go to bed.

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