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Girl

I don't know how I knew that I'd be able to speak to him, or how I knew he'd be able
to hear me, but I knew anyway. Maybe I was told by some higher power, or maybe I was
just trying my luck. I'm kinda inclined towards the subconscious voice theory. I think that
everyone has thoughts and power in their sleeping brain which only surface when that
individual is least aware of it and, as such, unable to put their waking constraints on to their
thoughts. God, don't I sound like the introductory psychology textbook?
The point is that maybe he was able to hear me because he was too upset to try and
rationalise it. I'm just speculating here, but what if? Makes you think, doesn't it? I mean,
what if we actually knew that things everyone doubts are true, but we don't give them the
time of day because it sounds so ridiculous? Could happen.
I got hit by a truck - a frikkin' truck of all things ! I got banged up really bad; I reckon I
must've because, you know, I died. And I wasn't angry. It was like I was flying and it was
painless, fearless. I had one regret about going before I was ready, though. I think I had the
same power as him. I don't know why I had it or where it came from, but it was mine. I
guess it's not so special that I still have it now. Maybe it was a sibling bond that told me
he'd hear me, or maybe people like us have some hidden part of our brains that recognise
each other. But I never told anyone about it.
My power was a secret, something to hide, but I always wondered how I got it. Was
I born with it, was it luck, was it something I caught like a cold? Was I meant to have it?
Even if I do get answers, it's too late to help him.

Man

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Boy

I think I'm dreaming, but I know I'm not. I've come to redefine the word weird over
the years but this is still up there with goblins and toasters that work properly. At first I