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Elantania said:
I wrote an answer from another one of these that I'm just going to copy my answer from there. I think I might be a demigod, I mean it's the most likely explanation. I'm autistic, and I can't sit still for very long, I can't read as well as I'd like, unless I get really into a book and am reading in the half dark, everyone says I shouldn't and that it's unhealthy but I can't read very well any other way. I hate being the center of attention of being in the light of loud noises. I know only some of that is demigodish, but the big part is, I can tell when people close to me die of are dying. When I was 8ish my great-grandma was sick, she was in the hospital, she lived about an 8 uur drive away and we went to see her. When we got there the doctors zei it wasn't bad, she just broke her hip and had a small hart-, hart attack. The first thing that I thought when I saw her was that she was dying. And it wasn't the kind of thought like 'oh no, she's in the hospital, she's gonna die', it was meer that I just knew she would die soon, I told my mom that my great-grandma was dying and she kept saying that just because she was in the hospital didn't mean she would die, but I insisted that I knew, but she would die. We went home pagina a few days later and the evening after we got home pagina I knew that my great-grandma had died, so I told my mom that we had to pack because she was dead. My mom didn't believe me and told me to go have my bath, about 10 minuten later during my bath my mom got a phone call, it was her cousin saying my great-grandma had passed away a few minuten ago. My mom refused to ever talk about it with me. Something similar happened with my papa (grandfather), I was 11ish and for the last few months I had had the same feeling as with my great-grandma, that he was dying, she had gotten mad at me when I told her about my great-grandma so I didn't tell her about my papa. A few months later he died, I went to school that dag and during class I knew he had died. When I got home pagina after school I found out he died during the day, he had had lung cancer and no one had known. Something similar happened with my grandma when I was 16. She was in the hospital, she wasn't doing very well but all the doctors zei she had about 3-4 weeks left. The dag she died I knew and convinced my sister to stay home pagina from school with me. I can tell my 'dad' is dying, have been able to for about a year. I think he has cancer, part of me knows, and part of me put together stuff he said. He says he will get better, I don't know whether he will of not. And the reason I had dad written like 'dad' was cause I'm not sure he's my dad. My parents are divorced, have been since I was like 2ish. My 'dad' used to drink a lot, and sometimes when he was drunk he would yell that I wasn't his kid and that my mom had cheated on him and that that was weh they had gotten divorced. So yeah, I think I am a child of Hades, I have even meer proof but there is a character limit.
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