by Marilyn Messik
1950s ~ London ~ England. A baby girl was born. That was me, and my parents had no inkling I was different. Neither, naturally, did I. It took me quite a while to understand other people simply couldn’t hear and see as I did.
Luckily my family veered heavily towards the paranoid because following the telepathy and telekinesis other abilities came to light – so paranoid proved politic.
It was a learning curve for all of us with many a sticky moment along the way. But I honestly don’t think it was my fault things took a turn for the dangerous before lurching into life-threatening. After all, you have to learn to take the rough with the smooth because the curtain between ordinary and extraordinary is far flimsier than you think.
Category: Fantasy – Paranormal & Urban