They knew. Since birth, they'd known, but Mom stayed. Then their Mom wasn't their mom, at least not anymore (never was, not truly) she died. They knew they weren't normal. Growing up made them understand. (12/06/21)

They blinked. It was approaching the girl. They blinked. It was closer. They blinked. It was a few feet away. They blinked. It was now right behind her. They blinked. The train was so close. They blinked. They pushed the girl. They blinked. (Not very well written. Criticism is appreciated.)