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Through the physical body, the human mind can perceive an amazing array of sensations. For instance, your brain recognizes through the body's olfactory sensors that there is a certain scent present in the air, and whether the scent is pleasant, foul, strong or faint. The mind, from wherever it may be, observes this phenomena and decides from there what to do with the information. Perhaps the mind decides that what it smells stinks, and so commands the brain to send a particular order to the rest of the body that promotes 'get out'. Or, perhaps the mind decides that what it smells is pleasant, and might catalogue the odor of vanilla candle in memory as something good to smell.The sense of smell is just one of several senses at the disposal of the human body. A few others would be sight, sound, motion, tactile, taste; and the list could go on and on. It is generally assumed that the senses don't just stop working. That is, one doesn't suddenly not feel the cold of the winter's wind, one doesn't stop seeing the brightness of the afternoon sun. Well there are other sense and Jasmine Halliwell proves that. She can see and hear the dead and even get vision from them or a place. She often has precognitive dreams that almost all ways comes true and worst of all she is sensitive to the emotions of others meaning she is an Empath. Her powers scare her and sometimes she wished she was never born espcially when she found out that her father and mother could do the same kind of things she could. Her father Gene Halliwell is a gifted psychic who cna read the minds of others and induce thoughts, he also can move objects with his mind with out touching them. He also has a gift to change the physical form of a solid object to an animal. Her mother likewise can start, control and put out fire at will and move objects with her mind. She suspects they can do other things but they won't tell her. Jasmine has tried to commit suicide three times and is a cutter because she won't listen to her father and mother when they try to help her. So here is how she learned of other things she could do unfortunatly.
"But Mom, I need those pills!" Jasmine pleaded with her mother as she watched her dump her migraine headache medicine in the garbage. "No you don't and wouldn't have to rely on them either if you would just listen to me and your father." She snorted and said "But I hate mediation it is so boring..." Her mother just shook her head and watched as Jasmine stomped off. Her father walked in a few moments later "Is every thing alright?" She gave him a piercing look "No Gene your daughter is suffering. Just look at her. Her grades have dropped she won't talk to any one and her visions are becoming more intense. We should have of binded her when she was born." Gene sighed he knew and couldn't do anything to helo because of the stubburnness, from her mother's side. "I know. I know. But what can we do she won't listen to us." "Well I just say we bind her pow-" Robin was cut off midsentence by a small exsplosion in the left corner of their house.Jasmine's room. They both ran towards her room their adreniline rushing. "Jasmine what-" Gene was cut off this time. There was her small chair in peices on the floor and a black scorch mark on the wall. "Daddy I didn't mean....Mom I'm sorry I just...." Jasmine started crying and Gene could feel her powers of empathy pushing him to cry but her stopped it, she needed to feel it. "It's okay hunny...We've gotta talk thought okay?" She nodded tears flowing from her hazel eyes, and down her fair skin. "Jasmine, you don't think we know what yoru going through but we do...We've gone through it too." She looked up at him and gave him a clueless expression. "Watch." Her father waved his hand and moved a lamp on her dresser across to a small coffee table she had. "Robin." She looked at her Mother now. She watched in fascination as her mother started a small fire in her hands and kindled it till it looked like a small burning heart. "See? Now you've got to listen to us or it's only going to get worst." They talked about control and not using their gifts for personal gain. But for Jasmine it didn't sink in and her parnets would find out at about 3 pm when her school got out the next day.