TMI

Time to write!

Write about someone with a super power.

The first thing you need to know before we go any further is that being able to read minds is not as cool as you would imagine. Sure, it has it's perks. I mean, who wouldn't like being able to read the teacher's mind to come up with the right answer when they try to call you out for daydreaming during class? And the idea of being able to know what your friends, let alone guys, really think about you seems like this great phenomenon. But really? I hear a lot of crap I really could have gone without knowing. And aside from that, being able to read minds causes seriously killer headaches.

Before we really jump into what my English teacher would call "the meat and potatoes of this storyline" let's skim over the FAQs. Origin story? Gosh. Well I wasn't bit by anything, didn't have anything dumped on me, wasn't caught in some type of freak weather accident. If they made a movie of my origin story, it'd be a pretty dang boring one. It would go like this:

A girl with medium long chestnut brown hair sits up in her bed. She can read minds. She couldn't the night before. She knows, because her mom just stuck her head in to see if she was really getting up and even though her mom smiled and her mouth said, "Please get up now, sweetheart," the words which sounded in the girl's head, in her mother's voice, were, "Get out of bed! How are you going to function in college? And did Dan leave the stove on last night? Something smells funny."

I mean, I'm no film critic, but I can recognize that as a pretty lame story. Hardly any dynamic. The mom character's pretty fun though.

Essentially, I have no idea what happened. I feel like something must have happened. People don't just wake up, suddenly able to read minds. Except for when they do. Those are strange times. The best answer I can get you though is: working on figuring out. Will get back to you.

How long have I been able to read minds? A whole week now, and it just keeps getting even more fun friends. Each day I get to see more and more how sad the human race really is. Know what they say about everyone having a secret that if you knew it, it would break your heart? Well that's true. And that would make me feel really bad for a lot of people, except another truth is that everyone has a little jerk inside them, and the judgments people pass and the lies they feed to each other...it's sickening, folks.

Does anyone know I can read minds? Not yet. I feel like I should tell my mom though. I'm scared though, that if I tell her she'll want to get my tested, or that she'll think I'm just trying to get attention. As for friends...well after hearing what goes on in their heads, I don't really want to tell them anything, let alone something this big.

The truth is, reading minds makes me somehow feel responsible for every bad thought I hear. And there's a lot of bad things. And it's honestly just too much information.