The Search for Freedom

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elp!" I

oom's door screamed decrepitude, and I saw my mother slowly walking towards me

Is there something wro

a bad dream and it se

first time that y

having any dreams before. I always slept well every night, and I sometimes to

ng that happened. He told me it was a power, but it seemed to have no effect.

so weak that many people were underestimating me? I knew the only problem wa

again?" My mother dire

ood up and walked towards the door. "I

d cook food for our breakfast. I could not forget the old man who was so serious in ev

searching for them, which started last night. That man was so powerful that he suddenly disappeared with

I excl

ed it with my shirt so that the bleeding would stop. How unlucky I was. I knew it was my mistake because

?" My mother asked me

s that it was a voice of fighting against extreme pain. I closed my eyes and lips w

at you feel pain." She

told her though, though I could not stop myself

on your clothes. Let me see your finger,

ll quickly heal. Don't move it, or your fin

my feet and did not move. I could see a thi

. Now look what happened to your finger. You will surely regret it if you h

d gone and everything came back to its normal condition. It was so cool and I could not believe it! I

the floor. She held my hand and was appalled by what she saw

of my hands and was puzzled because she saw nothing but my normal hands, with

ell the truth for an unknown reason. She still would not believe

to know. "What are you talking abo

the mother defended. "It's impossible tha

ew that there were many impossible things she

a, but you have jus

finger with the knife that glittered when struck by the light from t

s glared at my hand when I wasn't looking at her. I had already finishe

g its journey in the sky. I donned my blue shirt and trous

and high eyelashes. I was wondering why my eyes had bluish fleck