***EVELINE***
I flinch when they touch me and draw back in my seat. I remind myself that we were both affected by what happened but my brain still has comprehended that. I remember little of what happened but I remember my parents; biological parents. The thought is both sad and brings me warmth at the same time I am confused. My grandmother mentions a name and the glass of water in front of me shatters. They all gasp and step back. This doesn't faze me at all. They look at each other and they know; I have murder in my mind when it comes to that.
