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Everyone's special in some way. Some people are psychics. Others are talented athletes. Some have a way with words. But I'm a different kind of special. My brother used to joke around about it, and say I'm cursed. It does feel like a curse, trying to live with the fact that you can't touch anything living without killing it. My family and I have a name for my "condition": Death By Touch
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