The Opposites Attract Club

We All Heard the Cries of Despair

Cynthia-

  It was Thursday, Cynthia had therapy today. It's not like it helped anyway. She was extremely hot, her fingers were still glowing with bright red flames. She opened her eyes and grumbled, staring at her fingers. " So ugly..." She crawled out of bed and took a quick shower.

   She got dressed in a black tanktop with a red flame in the middle, orange  shorts, a pair of black and orange knee high socks, and some orange flats.

   Cynthia sighed and walked downstairs, her father was out fishing, again. She grabbed an apple and left the house, walking down the street. But then she stopped, she heard something... It sounded like crying and sobbing, it was so depressing. She looked around, wondering if anyone else heard it. No one else did. She furrowed her brows and continued walking, cringing everytime she heard the sad sobs...

Grant~

  Grant also had therapy today, he was already walking down the street and to the therapy building. His mind was flooded with the sounds of animals talking, shouting, some possibly mating.

He cringed and continued walking, he learned how to make them shut up, but he didn't want too, all of the chatter was some what... Peaceful.

Grant smiled and arived at the therapy building. He was about to open the doors, but he stopped midway. He heard sobbing and crying. He frowned and looked around, searching for the person crying and sobbing. He found no one, he furrowed his brow. Grant shrugged it off and walked in to the therapy building...

Linda Jane-

  Linda Jane was walking down the street, wearing a blue sweater, black jeans, and some brown boots. Her hands were covered with black gloves. Kinda like Elsa from frozen.

   She was in more control of her powers, the chill on her palms would not leave, nor would the blue glow leave either. She stared at her hands and sighed, continuing walking. But she stopped by an alleyway, the alleyway where she accidently killed Calvin Bryd. But what she saw was, strange.

   A boy about her age with blue hair was sitting by a pile of dirt, that had a yellow flower on top of it. He was crying. She frowned and walked towards him. " H-hello? Are y-you Clyd Bryd? I-I seen you around the therapy building, do you know we have t-therapy today?" Clyd nodded and walked towards her, walking ahead of her and pulling out twenty dollars to pay to leave this side of town.