
As I grew curious of what had happened that morning I began to question if it was even real. It sounded as if I had superpowers. But go around telling even a single student on campus that and they’d believe you’re nothing but a nutcase. “Be reasonable,” I had told myself “if I truly had superpowers I would have been able to perform such acts of the supernatural behavior before; wouldn’t I?”
By the end of the day I had become tired and just wanted to go home. Waiting for my ride was killing me. I had become grumpy and annoyed after I received a call from the person who was supposed to pick me up half an hour after the time we agreed upon to meet up. I was told that I’d have to find another ride home since they had forgotten about the carpool that day. By now all I could do was imagine my bed and how comfortable I had felt that morning. I closed my eyes and dropped my bag along with everything else I was holding. There was no noise. The serenity of silence in which became my escape from the stressful day had become too peculiar. I felt as if I was where I wanted to be, home. I slowly re-opened my eyes and noticed a completely different environment surrounding me than that I was in previously. The grin I had placed upon my face earlier was now the great smile of relief. My eyes re-closed and I reached over my shoulder for my bed sheet. This wasn’t a dream; I had discovered the ability to teleport. No longer would I have to worry about being late for anything anymore.