The parents have it the hardest.

First they have to figure it out, the powers, the visions, whatever it might be.

If they're lucky, they're putting contact with us before it gets serious.

If they're unlucky, they can lose everything.

One girl, a really nasty job, I didn't even get to meet.

By the time I turned up, the whole family had been crammed into the oven and the house was burned down.

We had to peel them out of it, one by one, like giant fruit roll-ups.

I think she was a pyro but who knows we weren't there. We tried to do some

outreach but it's hard with the government mandate stopping us from going

public although it's not always how you might think. We're not like the

men in black or anything. The truth is that when the supernatural turns up on our doorstep,

you will likely choose not to believe it, and if you do, then no one else will believe you.

That's what I mean about the parents.

They're isolated from friends, family, even each other.

These kids aren't ex-men, levitating remotes or mowing the lawn with their minds.

It's stressful, sometimes even terrifying to live with.

It's not easy when a six-year-old tells you the date and time of your death,

or you give them a bad row and the following morning,

you wake up with an abscess the size of a tennis ball filling your mouth like a ball gag and

that stuff can happen even when a kid doesn't mean it to. Their thoughts and emotions

just leak out and kids they can have some pretty messed up thoughts. We have a pamphlet, more of a

book really, where we run through some of the common mistakes that parents make.

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