Dakota nodded. She stood up and headed slowly for the door. She turned back around and smiled, "Thanks." Dakota left for her dorm. She fell back on her velvet pink bed and held a polka dotted pillow with many different popping colors. 'I wonder what it'll say and what she means by charts', she thought curiously.
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"I'm sorry. That must be terrible," he said tugging her closer to his side. "But it's not your fault. You didn't do anything, it's just the way it's meant to be. It's the way you were born. It's very rare to have a gift like that, you should be proud of it. Anyone would be very lucky to have your gift. Not only that it's rare, it's special." He smiled. Jacob let go of her hand and looked to the right.