❝His power❞ : by me 

“ Come on now, Mr. Afton…” the fifth-grade teacher begs, as the small boy had rushed to the janitors closet and locked himself inside. He was crying his eyes out as he pulls his legs to his chest. He cries more vividly, and the teacher sighs… the students all poke their heads out, and whisper. “What a freak..” ẅhy is he so weird?” but the odd part was, William heard them, as if they were whispering in his ear. He screams and held his ears, trying to drown the noise, but it was far too loud. He whimpers and shakes, hearing the whispers. His eyes peek open, as he suddenly saw through the shut and locked door, and through the student's and teacher's skin. He saw skeletons and organs, as well as their veins pumping blood as the heartbeat quick. “Go away..” he quivers a whisper that was low and full of fear. He didn't understand why he saw and heard everything around him so sharply. He heard the invigorating whispers grow louder, and he covered his ears, the pain in his canals like a burning fire, growing more and more. His head thumped near the temples, as tears stream down his face. The teacher was trying to jiggle the door handle. He stares at the handle and concentrated, watching the x-ray of the older woman trying to open the door with force. He stared more at the door in fear and it suddenly glowed red, just slightly, and it heated up, making the teacher jolt back gasping, and holding her slightly burnt hand.