When I first turned 12, I was very weirded out. I had felt my mom's worries from across the room and somehow knew that my grandmother was going to die. I told my mom that she was worried about my mom-mom, and she told me that I was wrong, and told me to leave her alone.
That night, I had my first vision. I still remember it to this day. I saw a bunch of lights flashing, and a loud screeching noise that hurt my ears. The next morning I told my mom and she said I was lying and walked away from me. That night my mom got a call from my pop-pop. He said that my mom-mom had died and was being taken to the hospital. I went to the hospital and tried to talk to my mom again, but she felt scared whenever I got near her. After that, my mom avoided me for a while, and I grew up thinking I was a freak.
When I turned 16, I had my first telekintic experience. I learned that if I got angry, I could move things without touching them. When this happened in an argument with my dad, he called me a freak and wanted to kick me out of the house. I clamed up and became very antisocial, and just didn't talk to people. I made a friend when I was 16 and a half but from then on I kept what I have seen and felt a secret from everybody. This is a big relief to get off me chest.