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I could feel it as I was standing there and looking at the moon. I could feel the malice surrounding me, penetrating and invading my life, my soul. The moon has always affected me, or so I thought. There is no real explanation for that theory except for being born on a full moon night. I know I am not the only one; there are probably thousands, or even millions of kids just like me. But there is one little detail that differs me from the rest of them. I was born at mid-night, not a minute before or after. I was delivered to the world as the church's bell rang for the twelfth time. My mom didn't make it. She died while she was giving birth t