PROLOGUE

My name is Daphne Hills, I live alone in the woods outskirt of West Haven

My foster parents died in a house fire, a fire that I caused and yet I miraculously survived

I was once a happy kid too and I lived with my foster parents in West Haven but my life turned upside down the moment I turned 5

I began to develop absurd powers; I could physically feel people's emotions. When a happy person is near me, I feel as if am covered in a slime and it's drowning me down and when someone is angry, it feels as if am being stabbed with lots of knifes. I could do a lot of things when am angry too

I began to withdraw from people, their emotions were too much for me to feel, it was too painful. My parents were worried about me and what I was becoming, they took me to different healers but none of them could help me so they built a house in the woods, outskirt of the town and we moved there just for me to be away from crowded places

But things didn't get better, it got worse instead. I could feel a person's emotions from a mile away and the feelings were becoming more intense, more unpleasant and more painful

I got fed up one day, I got angry, my parents were there, I didn't know what I was doing or how am doing it neither could I stop myself and I burnt the house down with all of us inside. My parents died but I lived

It's been 22 years already, I still live in the burnt house in the woods, I rarely go outside and the last time I spoke was the day my parents died, I don't even know if I can still speak cause I never tried to

The pain of killing my parents will live with me forever

I don't know who I am, I don't know what I am but what I do know is that I am CURSED.