wrkg Title: Psychokinesis

needs clean up, dictated Sep 29, 2021, 5:32 PM…

“You can’t be in this section, the adult section is only for 10 and older.”

     “I’m almost 10, and I’m shelving books.”

       The new librarian cocked her head back, frowned, and then continued, “but you are in a very adult section, and you shouldn’t be holding that book.”

“Why not?”

“Don’t talk back to your elders!”  

    The librarian snatched the book placed it on the wrong shelf, and character head toward the door.

Ushered back into the children’s section of the library, she wondered why she had been so upset this new library in, about that particular book. She sat down and thought that book might have helped me figure it out. Maybe somebody could have this power and not be a bad person. The image came back, her classmates, especially those five, with the leader being the highest, Gail, the one who always made her fight. Her anger, hoisting all five of them up to the roof of the building, letting them dangle there just for a few seconds with Gail being held above all the rest. And then, one by one, dropping each one of her classmates on to the dirty pavement below. Even imagining the sickening thud of each body hitting the ground sent her stomach reeling. Not hunger, that she was used to. But the other feeling in that part of the stomach the one where every time Mingo walked by she wanted to go hide. So much like every time she thought about Phill, mom’s last boyfriend. She felt the shame something besides hurting her classmates. They deserve to be hurt, but not like that. She shouldn’t want to have this power even if somebody could control it because being a bad person, only bad things would happen.