[ WP ] You gain the ability to see roughly how good or evil someone is based on their aura . A whiter aura means the person is mostly good , a blacker aura means the person is mostly bad . One day , your sweet , loving grandma visits , and you see that her aura is completely pitch black .

Many people do many things that may put a streak on their aura, very rarely is it that you find someone with an aura pure as a white rabbit. Although you can see where people change. They leave fingerprints whenever their aura darkens or gets lighter. it makes for a messy world really. The brightest souls are usually babies, new borns, not yet tinted. Being with this gift torments me, quite blunt yes, but it's the vague truth. Walking down the street is no fun ordeal let me tell you. A suffocating world of black, grey and whites has its own toll. I look in the mirror and see a 50 year old women with blonde hair tinted white and gray, instead of the 32 year old I am today. It's not the best seeing your friends grow darker and darker through each day with mistake after mistake. Today was supposed to be a fun day. I was visiting my grandparents for the first time in maybe five or so years, I was sad I would n't be able to see grandpa. 
 He had passed away from an accidental gunshot wound when he had went on one of his hunting sprees. I pulled up to the fading house, stepping out of my cheap blue convertible. 
 The aroma of sweet cookies swelled from the paint chipped walls. I knocked on the pale pink door of her house waving at the lighter than normal neighbor who was working on his fresh garden. 
 There was a scurrying of feet that progressed closer and closer to the door, I faintly heard a lock slid from its spot in the door as it creaked open. Black swelled up around me like I was swimming in a pool of spilled ink. I sucked in a quick breath as My face paled. I greeted my own grandma. A women with an aura seeping with black as dark as the midnight oasis. i smiled tightly stuttering out a faint `` hhow are you?''. she grinned back, not as kindley as i had remembered and suddenly I noticed a mounted hunting rifle with white that faded to black fingerprints.
