My Classmates Teased Me for Being a Pastor’s Daughter – But My Graduation Speech Silenced the Entire Hall

softened, just slightly, like something inside him was trying to reach the surface.

“I don’t know you,” he said slowly, “but… when you talk, it feels like I should.”

He rubbed his temple again, his face tightening in discomfort. “There are… flashes sometimes,” he admitted. “Things I can’t explain. Places I’ve never been. A voice I can’t place.”

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