In my world, there’s no magic, no wonders. In my world, it’s a miracle if you have a roof over your head and food.
In my world, people like me are disposed of. We’re dangerous, unmanageable, out of control.
Who cares that I’m only 14?
But I’ll survive. I’ll survive and become what I’m meant to be by the right of my birth. And all those trying to stop me… sorry, nothing personal. You’d better die than I do.
Author’s notes:
Psychics— a person’s ability, specifically their mind, to influence the surrounding world with the power of thought, ignoring the laws of physics. As a rule, only chosen people have psionics. Often, this power drives them insane. Psionics is a force that only a reasonable person with a potential in terms of intelligence can have. It’s a kind of form of human evolution.