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Ora Proves Her Powers!

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Nurse Devane was finally able to calm Ora down enough to take the injections. Ora laid down on the bed while Nurse Devane injected the needle gently into her arm, she was certain Ora would fight her, but instead she held no protest. Looking down at Ora, the young, blond nurse, noticed her brown eyes were no longer dilated. “You definitely are more quiet when not medicated.” Nurse Devane joked. “I was just thinking,” Ora had already been tucked into her bed with the colorful, down comforter, Nurse Devane had smuggled into the hospital while her supervisors weren’t watching. “And what were you thinking about, Ora?” She asked. “I was just wondering, why does everyone think I am crazy?” Ora asked.

She stopped what she was doing and came around to the other side of the bed. “Ora, do you think you’re crazy?” She softly inquired. “My mother always tells me, I was born with special gifts that no one can take from me.” Ora replied. “But, Ora, isn’t your mother the one who put you in the hospital?” Nurse Devane was confused. “No, that’s my stepmother; my mother died when I was seven years old.” The frown on Ora’s face made it clear that she truly missed her mother. “How does she speak to you then, Ora?” Nurse Devane was curious to hear. “She speaks to me like the others, they only speak to me, when they need my help; they’re very nice to me, and I do what I can for them in return.” Ora explained. “Where do they come from, the voices that are communicating with you?” She asked. “I don’t know. They’ve just always been there.” She shrugged. Nurse Devane didn’t know what to make of this phenomenon, it didn’t seem to her, that Ora was suffering from multiple personalities such as it read on her mental chart, still Nurse Devane could not explain what was happening to Ora. She reached up and began twirling Nurse Devane’s curly blond hair around her tiny finger tips, and out of nowhere, Ora began asking her some personal questions, as only a young child might ask of an adult. Nurse Devane, do you have any children?” She asked.

“No, but, I would hope to one day, of course. I should probably meet the right man first.” She giggled. “You aren’t married?” Ora’s tone was certainly strange, what prompted her to ask such a bizarre question? Ora quietly took Nurse Devane’s hand and placed it on her ring finger. “Why didn’t you marry him?” Ora’s line of questioning took Nurse Devane by surprise. “Ora, how did you know?” She was amazed by Ora. “That you were engaged once? It was simple. I saw the ring on your finger.” Ora shrugged. Nurse Devane looked down at her hand, but there wasn’t any ring, nor an impression from the band. Nurse Devane wanted proof that it wasn’t just the medication talking. “Can you tell me what it looked like, Ora?” Nurse Devane asked. “The ring was white gold with little strawberries across the band.” The words immediately came washing out of Ora’s mouth, her pupil’s were dilated, and her words sounded as if they were coming from somewhere else. “Miss Rickward, I think the medication is starting to kick in.” Nurse Devane’s gentle voice somehow snapped Ora from her daze.

“Yes, I think so too.” Ora closed her eyes; the medication knocked her out cold. Nurse Devane waited a moment or two to make sure Ora was asleep, Nurse Devane stirred by the door for a period of time, she was in awe of Ora’s capabilities. From her pocket, Nurse Devane fished out the ring Ora had just described from her pocket. The band was indeed white gold and there were little strawberries, five little diamonds all of them the color red and molded to look like strawberries. Ora could not have seen another like it. This ring was specially made. Nurse Devane held it within her fingertips, and gazed on it, but refused to slip it on; it was over a year ago that she wore it, she only kept it as a reminder that she was not going to be a fool ever again. The only one not to be fooled was Ora, her gifts were indeed genuine, Nurse Devane slipped the ring back into her pocket, never to be thought of ever again.

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