Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/785188659/ Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/781960464/ First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/754700842/ Scroll down for story, press flag for music. Lillian's stomach dropped when she saw Neil walking up to the girls. She quickly ran up to Neil since he was already halfway there. "Wha- wha- what are you doing?" She asked, very nervous. "Standing up for you. I might as well stand up for /someone/." His tone sounded... blank. Like it was before. No emotion. No personality. No anything. Almost, scary, threatening even. Lillian had never seen him like this. Her mind raced back to earlier that day, when they were on the blacktop. Then, she remembered something Neil said. "Not a 'Gift' but my family Knows how to make others hurt, like emotionally hurt. I didn't get that... at least I don't think I did. Even if I did, I wouldn't want to use it." Was he using the gift? She turned to him, but it was too late. Neil slammed his hand on the table, making the entire cafeteria fall silent. Lillian looked just as terrified as the girls at the table looked. And somehow, with just one word, he made all the girls run away, crying. "Don't" ❀✎__________________Cʀᴇᴅɪᴛs____________________❀ ✿Story by: Me (@-SaberLove-) ✿Written by: Me (@-SaberLove-) ✿Cover by: Me (@-SaberLove-) ✿Song: Floor Cry - Wash ✎______________Hᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴅᴀʏ!_________________ ✄------------------------------------------------------------
