Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-39642964-20190805144102/@comment-39642964-20190807162621



Trista felt sick to her stomach. Her dad wouldn't tell her who her Telepthy Mentor was. But that wasn't even the worst part. He had told her that everyone knew she was a Telepath, which scared her. She was going to have to lay lower than usual. But laying low when everyone knew wasn't going to happen, so instead she braided her thick hair into the fattest braid she had ever seen. It took a while, but finally her knee length hair was up to her waist in a braid.

She considered putting earrings in, but that would be going to far.

When she finally got downstairs for breakfast, her mom and dad were gone, and there was a note.

'be back by Sunday. Love u, bye'

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