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Poison touch

London, UK

I am trembling but I can’t stop. I am chased by the police in the crowded streets of London and trying not to touch anyone with my bare hands. Let me tell you how I got in this situation.

I am a 14 year old girl named Olivia. I live with my aunt in West London, not a such interesting life.
I’m home schooled and I don’t really go outside, I like to stay inside and listen to music and draw. I look like a normal girl, brown hair and brown eyes, but i never show any skin except my face to don’t look strange to others.

I have no parents. They both were killed when i was born and that's how I start living with my aunt Emma. The truth is, I killed them. When they touched me,their eyes turned white and they felt on the floor motionless.

My aunt took me away and tried to understand my problem. She is a 35 year old woman with short blonde hair and brown eyes, she is also a scientist which is helpful for curing me cursed skin or preventing to get the effect of the curse. I might look like a ordinary girl but not everythings is how it looks like.

One day, I was send to the grocery shop to buy some fruits when a girl my age bumped in to me so hard that she felt on the floor. I did not notice that my right-hand glove fell of and I reached to help her up, by the time i saw my glove on the floor it was to late, we touched. She looked like she was electrocuted but she was motionless before her legs we gelly and had dropped on the floor like a snowflake on the grass in early winter.

Everyone was scared. People start screaming for help, others pulled their phones out of their pockets and called the police or ambulance, a big crowd was made around the dead corpse. I ran outside to escape, when I saw the police were following me in the crowded streets of London, this brings us in the present.

They lost me and I escaped. I entered my house, my aunt wasn’t home and I run in my room and closed the door. I panicked, it was the first time this happened, when I kill a innocent in the public and they remember how i look and I am gonna be on the news and the police is going to find me and put me in jail when it is not even my fault. I thanked for a good half a hour with tears on my red cheeks and I decided something. I will run away.

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