"Um. Hi, Adam. Just... sit down and I'll explain." Is what she calls to you.
Frantic, you just sit down. "But, what about school?"
"Don't worry about it. Trust me." Don't worry about it? Aly's never missed a day before. What's going on...
You sit down with her in the living room and you look in her eyes. She has that 'I'm about to explain something' look, the one she gives when she helps you. "Ever since I was born, I have been able to control things. Everything. Anything I can think of I can do or change. It's like... the powers of a God. I've tried my hardest to keep it a secret and to help you, but I never could fix my vision, so, I didn't see you-"
"Powers of a God?"
"Yes. To control the universe and everything."
"Hah, and I'm assuming that's why you've been able to do everything so-"
"Perfect? Yes..."
You've had enough. Powers of a God? What? Your sister? There's no way...
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