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"What the hell were you thinking?!" My dad yelled at me. I was sitting on my bed in my room trying to ignore my father's presence, but with the way he was screaming, it was almost impossible. "She was getting on my nerves," I said for the hundredth time. "I don't think you understand the concept of using your powers for good and not just because you feel like it." My dad said, getting angry by the minute. "I understand. I just don't care." I said, shrugging my shoulders. If this were a cartoon, my father would have smoke coming out of his ears already. "Are you insane?! Annabel, I'm trying to help you and you're not listening!" My father yelled. His face was red, showing the anger that was brimming in him. "You're not supposed to be like this. I don't want you to become