When I first discovered my... Abnormality I was about 13. I wasn't super obese, but I was chubby enough that I was embarrassed about my stomach and thighs. I had pretty bad acne and wavy brown/blonde hair that reached to my tailbone. I remember exactly when I discovered my secret talent...
I was sitting on the couch in our small house, trying to finish my history homework. My mom was sitting at the computer, as always and my dad wasn't home. I gave up, and rested my pencil on the book. I picked up my phone (which was laying next to me) and went to Facebook.
"Ann!" My mother yelled, holding out her hand "Give me the phone, and do your homework!" I sighed dramatically, rolling my eyes. I plopped my phone in her hand, and took my books to my bedroom.
I sat on my bed, my cat Sammy curled up next to me. I ran my fingers down his back absently. I had been staring at my homework, which was barely halfway finished. Suddenly, my pencil lifted about 1/2 an inch off my notebook. I was alarmed, needless to say. The second I broke my gaze with the pencil, I heard it fall back onto the paper.
What had just happened? Did I just float my pencil? Did I imagine that? What was going on? I decided to ignore it... I probably just imagined it. I glanced at the alarm clock in my desk. 10:34 it read. I pushed my notebooks off my bed and changed into my pajamas. I could finish my homework in science tomorrow. I walked into the bathroom and put on my Proactive. I studied myself in the mirror as I was brushing my teeth. I had a patch of red bumps along my cheeks, especially close to my nose. My forehead, chin and nose were covered in blackheads and freckles. It was disgusting.
I crawled into bed, and called for my mother. She came in and kissed my forehead. "Goodnight honey." She said. I waited until she closed the door, and then reached under my pillow. My hand closed on what I was looking for, a tiny green flashlight. I reached under another pillow, and found a book. I began reading by the small flashlight beam. When I was about 3/4 of the way done, I realized that it was almost 1 am. I turned off my flashlight, and shoved everything under the bed. I said a quick prayer, and fell asleep.
I woke up at 6:47 to my alarm clock ringing. I got up and turned it off. I sat back down on my bed for a minute, and dozed off again. I awoke with a start about 5 minutes later. I walked to the bathroom and turned in the shower. I was in and out in 10 minutes. I walked back into my room, and got dressed.
I arrived in the kitchen, with a pair of light blue skinny jeans and a shirt with an owl on it. I also had my hair up in a towel, and a bit of makeup on. I grabbed two bowls out of the cupboard, and filled them both with cereal. I poured two glasses of juice, and filled one bowl with milk.
I opened a can of Friskies, and scraped it into the cat's bowl. The 2 cats, Sammy and Simon came charging into the kitchen at the sound of the can opener. I sat down at the table to finish my cereal. I was just staring into the bowl of multicolored circles, when I noticed my spoon floating. FLOATING. I knew I couldn't have imagined floating things twice. I picked my spoon out of midair, and put it in the sink. I was too freaked out to eat anyway.
