By raj808 on Skatehive
Image by TotumRevolutum from Pixabay, modified by me using GIMP Her mother knew what she could do. The first time she showed her abilities she was six years of age. It all happened one rainy day in Chicago, Illinois. Ellisa watched the bum picking up cigarettes from the street, his tatty clothes hugging xylophone ribs. Once or twice in a generation someone is born who can effect the world in this way. Someone with empathy at such levels that it inverts into a kind of energy emanating out into the world. He fumbled those cigarette butts into his pocket and looked up to meet her eyes. Tears shone along the lids of crinkle cut eyes. Tears shone in her eyes, too young to understand the random cruelty of the world, or have that understanding settle into her soul like tar. _ Image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay There were too many compromises to be made. He even had to change his name and hated that. After getting out of the slammer he'd found out that scumbag had been taking out credit cards