PROLOGUE

I was born confident with myself.

My mom taught me to be honest.

But Ever since I had this ability I've loathed myself.

I started to lie to the people around me.

I was one of those kids you can call friendly.

Not until I've discovered something.

People who knows me avoided me.

They think I'm weird and worse I'm out of my mind.

If I tell them I can see those unseen things.

They'll start to laugh at me, mock me and call me liar.

My granny said that this is a gift.

But for me this is a curse, a nightmare that I've been longing to wake up from.

I've loathed this ability not until I met you.