Dear Diary #2

Today, Master Prescott decided I’d settled in enough. He had me brought down to see him and told me that my gifts are the Mark of Cain and a curse. It’s so no one can hurt me, he said. There’s a lot he doesn’t understand about us. Daddy said we weren’t cursed at all. He said what we do is because there’s something in our blood that makes it so.

I have to wear a special amulet that marks me as one of the Accursed. I don’t care for it. People look scared when they see it. I’d never hurt someone, but they’re scared of me just the same. Sister says that people are afraid of what they don’t understand. They don’t understand the things we can do, that’s why they’re afraid of us.

There’s a lot of things in this world that are much scarier than me. Master Prescott, for one. I think he’s a little off – like he stared at the moon too much. They say staring at the moon makes you mad. He certainly is that. I don’t like how he looks at Sister and I don’t like how he looks at me. He scares me more than a box of spiders.

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