the past i've forgotten? by B.Raven.T (best finance books of all time .TXT) 📕

Its weird that when I see people I tell what their past was, that I could practically be in their head? I could see what had happened to them, but only the bad things only grief and misery. I saw many things, some alike.
I was abandoned at the age of five, I roamed the streets day and night, until one day a women who looked in her 20's found me huddled up in an alley corner, I looked into her eyes and I heard screams of people, crackling and snapping of flames, I saw a little girl my age outside of a house on fire. Sad and lonely that girl did what I had done, she lived on the streets. But no one took her in and she had to make it alive by herself.
The women reached for my hand with a kind smile and I looked at her. I had realized that she wanted to be taken in a good home when she was little and that I reminded her of her child hood. I hesitantly took her hand. She picked me up and walked to a big house not far from the alley. She gave me a bath and new clothes, she fed me. She raised me, and shes my mom.
Its terrible at school, but after finding out it doesn't happen again unless something new happened that was bad.
I do have friends. I have Jen, shes the one who uses sarcasm and jokes around, then theres Emma (Emily), shes the caring one, kinda like a second mom, Kim's a fun person shes hyper, and Sara, she tells people the truth no matter what.
I go to collage now, well soon. I graduate in two years. I haven't dated, at all. Every one calls me weird because I stare when I see into their past. I guess I'm also not pretty enough.

Well, today starts like any other. I get up, get ready, and out the door to meet my friends on the corner. When they came in view I saw someone else standing by Sara, a guy. When I could see clearly, I saw he had black hair and blue eyes. His hair hung over his eyes and he wore a jacket with jeans and Converse shoes. His blue eyes weren't normal, they were like electric blue.

I suddenly heard screams. I heard crackling and snapping of a fire. It all faded in, the dark black sky, the red and yellow flames of the house, my old house. I heard a voice as I cried, “ Its okay Macy, I'm here.” It was a calming voice, and I felt a warm body hug me. When I looked up there it was, I saw a face that resembled him, the guy at the corner. The picture faded, and the crackling and snapping faded out followed by the screams turning into faint whispers. I heard a car horn blare and noticed I had been in the middle of the road. Sara was screaming her head off at the car, “ HEY BOZO, WATCH IT!”
I ran to the corner, and I saw him more closely, I think he noticed who I was. Could that have really been him? Could he have really known me?
“ This is Carter, hes new to the neighborhood and he goes to school with us now,” Emma said softly after Sara was done screaming.
He looked at me with a smile, a shy smile, “ Hey I'm-”
“ Your Macy, Right?” he asked, his voice was deeper than the kid in my vision, or was it a flash back?
I gave him a confused look, then he smiled a bit more, “ Sara was yelling at you too. Why didn't you move? You afraid of cars?” he asked?
“ Uh, no I was just a little distracted,” I said, but the look in his electric blue eyes said he knew, and he never forgot.
We waited on the corner for the bus, and he kept glancing at me. It was weird, I kept comparing the two faces and thinking about it. Even weirder, in all the classes we had together, which was a lot, he kept glancing at me. His new friends would ask him what he was looking at when obviously they knew it was me, he'd give them mean stares.
When it was finally time to get off the bus he looked nervous, a little hesitant. He tried to speak, but he was too nervous.
“ Hi,” I said.
“ Hey. I wanted to know if we could...uh...hang out maybe?” he asked nervous and looking away, he also paused.
“ Mmm, yeah. Why not?” I said.
I could almost feel my heart rip out of my chest it was beating so fast. I don't know why but for some reason I feel weird around him. He makes me nervous and my heart thump. I must have been blushing because Carter gave me a nervous look.
“ I mean you don't have to hang out with me. Its not like I don't have friends, I umm,” he said.
I looked over at him and he was blushing with his eyes closed and his hand over his mouth.
“ Its fine. I want to-”

“ DAMN BITCH! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!”

Someone was screaming bloody murder. I ran further to see what was going on, it was near my house and I knew it. When I could see my house I stopped, but it wasn't my mom, it was Carter's, I think.
“ Dammit mom, when do you ever learn,” I hear Carter say as he ran past me.

I guess his mom was yelling at someone, probably a girl. Carter got to his house and his house door opened and flew out a young girl. She looked about 13. I could see Carter moving his lips but I was too far too hear it.
“ Mom, be quiet. Don't make a scene.”

It was clear, his voice. It was like I was right there beside him. His voice was soft but I could feel anger and hatred behind it, it was as if there was a wall between what he said and how he felt.
“ NO! THIS IS MY HOUSE AND I WON'T ALLOW THAT SL-”
“ MOM! Please calm down, we can go inside and talk this out...

A black ally, smokey and dark, cars blaring their music. I felt fear and my heart was pounding. Then I heard loud footsteps creep closer and closer, one by one. “ Hey baby, where ya goin'” a drunken guy said. I stopped dead in my tracks, my body wouldn't move, not one inc. I felt like screaming. I knew exactly what he was thinking, and it wasn't pretty. In the blink of an eye he had me pinned.
Reality flashed back and I was on my knees crying. I was shivering, that was the girl Carters mom threw out. She was-was... its terrible. I looked up and Carter and that girl were on the porch step, but someone was missing...the mom! How long was I out?

I started to run over there when I saw Carter put his arm around her and pull her into his chest as she cried. And some how I was jealous, I wanted to be the girl he pulled into his arms. Why? Why was I feeling this way? I don't even know the guy! And how could I hear him so clearly when he was so far away, and how was I able to feel he was mad?
This is all so confusing.

Macy! Shes in tears, I wonder if shes okay?
What the hell?! Carter?
Macy?! Am I in your thoughts?
I guess, but how?
Macy, we need to talk.
I looked up and saw him looking at me, “ Kim please go inside, I'll be back soon.”
he ran toward me after making sure Kim got in the house. He looked worried.
Are you-
“ I'm fine, I just-”
“ Got distracted?” he asked his eyes looked so knowing, and they weren't electric blue, they were bright blue.
“ If I tell you something you wont freak out will you?” I asked?
His ace forced a smile that wasn't his, wasn't real “ Freak, we can hear each others thoughts, of course not!”
when I see people for the first time I see their past.
Their past?
Yeah, but not good things. Terrible bad things.
Huh, thats not crazy.

I could see his face and his eyes were bewildered, wide. I felt a warm hand latch to mine, I looked up and saw his face. He was blushing and smiling, his eyes were calm and electric blue again.
I saw what happened with Kim.
Shes my cousin, her family kicked her out, and now shes pregnant.
How old is she?
Only 14.
Oh my god, so young.
My mom didn't want anything to do with her because she thinks that it was planned, so when I told her she freaked and left.
Do you know when shes coming back?
No.

We were walking, I don't know where to but somewhere. My phone