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Chosen One (Day 15)

 "Dang it! Are you sure? You're the only one who can save us, you know that right?" The stranger said to me. I was tending to her garden and next thing I knew people were crowding around my house speaking of some weird prophecy.

"I said no. Can you please leave me alone? I need to cut some weeds," I said. This was the fifth time I heard this. I would say this stuff again and again. But they were persistent. They might leave complaining but the people would just come back the next day, and worse with renewed confidence. It would be a new person every single day too! A valiant warrior, a rich noble, even an old hag. If they used as many people to send to me as they used to solve their own problem, they wouldn't even need their prophecy!

"We didn't want to tell this to you just yet as it might be overwhelming but if you truly don't want to go with us, we have to–"

"I'm not religious but I respect people who are. The thing I don't respect is you barging into my house claiming I'm the chosen one. I swear I'm not the second coming of Jesus, I can't walk on water let alone swim!" I said, groaning in exasperation. A few of the people backed up but the man I just interrupted stayed put. He cleared his throat and continued.

"We didn't want to tell you this but you're the chosen one because you are graced with magic." He raised his hand to me and my own hand shot out involuntarily. The star shaped birthmark on my hand began to glow. "You have the power of creation and most likely so much more. Come with us and we'll do our best to teach you how to use this power. Now repeat after me."

I yanked my hand back and my birthmark turned back to normal. "Magic? I already figured. Have you guys ever watched a TV show? That's like the number one inciting incident in every story. I'm still not going."

"What do you mean? You knew? Whenever we tell most humans of this they deny the mere existence that another world might exist!"

"I have pointy ears, random objects appear when I sneeze, everyone around me gets in a bad mood when I'm on my period and one time I moved a TV remote with my mind. If I wasn't supposed to know I'm not human, the person in charge did a terrible job." A smile crept onto my face when the man cringed as I mentioned a period. He must be stuck in the middle ages.

"If you know that then why don't you want to come with us? We can teach you how to control your powers."

"And risk my life for some strangers? I'm not a pure of heart Mary Sue, I'd rather pay taxes and work my nine to five job than kill some dark ancient force that sank Atlantis or something." I said and the man fell to his knee. The small group of people behind him kneeled as well. I shifted around uncomfortably, I don't care if I'm their savior, to all my neighbors I probably look like a cult leader.

"Please we beg of you! You will be rewarded with great riches and all you could ask for if you succeed."

"If? You don't even believe in me yourself, that's an ego blow right there! I said no and that's final." I bent down to the man's eye level. He looked at me hopefully, "Now scram before I file a restraining order."

I picked up my watering can and went back inside my house, slamming the door in their faces. I bet I looked so badass when I said that! I thought and then searched for where I put my garden shears.

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