Myla was an ordianry girl. Well...mostly. She can read minds and she has photographic memory. She was made fun of and she had no friends because of it. Everywhere she went people were always staring and pointing at her. Crowds of people would clear away as soon as they saw her. Her mother always told her that they were just jealous of her. Myla tried to wear dark colors to blend in and hide behind her hair but everyone still noticed her. As she got older and got more control over her mind reading she read peoples minds to see what they really thought of her. She smiled, turns out my mother was right, she thought. There is a silver lining to each and every cloud.