How The Unsacred Gift Started

One day this girl started talking to me. I didn't know who she was, so I tried to ignore her. She kept talking about her gift. I just sat at my desk, and paid her no mind. Maybe she was talking to my co-worker, I though. So, I continue to do my work.


Then she whispered. "Some might say what I have is a gift...I say, I want to return it," she said.


"Why do you want to return it?" I asked her.


"Because it's an unsacred gift," she said in a low tone.


"Why is it so unsacred?" I asked wanting to...