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Imagine if, from a young age, you’ve known just how unique you are in your small world, and not necessarily in a good way. Think of yourself: young with a fiery temperament and impetuous to a fault, living your life acutely isolated from your family and friends for reasons well outside of your control. While most children your age are spending their days playing games with one another, you alone are not invited. How aware you are that the condition of your unique heritage now gives pause to the parents of those children you’d once called friends. You might even be able to ignore the ponderous stares if not for your inability to shut off that innate empathic power of yours. Since you can remember, you’ve been able to physically feel the emotions of those around you; potent and extreme like putting your hand in flames or holding firm to a ball of ice. Twisting your insides in knots, your heart is perpetually wrenched by the fears and doubts of others, their uncertainty giving way to assumptions of what you may become – or maybe what you already are. As you pass among them, you feel their eyes boring into you, the rending pain tearing deep gouges across your soul. What other choice would you have but to make yourself an outcast? What if, however, there was someone there who cared for you beyond reason; someone who refused to let you just disappear into your self-imposed obsolescence?