A NORMAL DAY

Xavier walks into his parent’s room and headed for his mother’s closet. This room was the second largest in the house, the balcony doors were open letting in light and breeze, the curtains swayed in the wind. As he went through the closet for something that would fit Vanessa he saw the dress. It was a white cottage dress with long puffed sleeves. He touched it like he was scared of it, he couldn’t help but imagine what Vanessa would look like in the dress. He smiled at the thought, white was too delicate a colour for her.

He could remember that day too clearly, it was one of those memories that would never fade over time.

Nana had been teaching him earlier how to control his feelings and thus have a better grip on his powers.

Shortly after that he was in an argument with his mother, in his anger he screamed and grabbed her hand. She had looked at him so lovingly and as he was about to storm off he watched his mother slump to the ground. He rushed to her but she tried to hide the woun