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Ace23
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Velloura sat in a small coffee shop, at a table made for two. Her hands curled around the cup and the cup against her chest as if she wanted to curl up around its warmth. Thoughts raced through her mind as she replayed words her parents had said not too long ago. 'Vell, you are special. You will understand soon enough.' She placed the cup onto the table and leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" She mumbled to herself. Sighing, she stared at the empty chair across from her. She never had many friends, most people found her strange. She grew frustrated and furrowed her brows. Suddenly, the chair started to rock onto its back legs. She tilted her head slightly, not knowing what was going on. She glanced around the room then back at the chair, the longer she looked at the chair the more it rocked. Finally the chair fell onto its back and Velloura jumped up from her seat, knocking over her coffee and chair in the process. Glancing around the coffee shop once more, she realized everyone was staring at her and a few began to whisper. She walked as quickly as she could manage out of the coffee shop with her head hung low and her long black hair hiding her face.