I enter the kitchen, to find my mom buried in her cookbooks.
"Hey sweetie," she smiles, pushing some of her dark hair out of her face, "How does Salmon and string beans sound for dinner?"
I make a face, scrunching up my nose. Revolting, that's what. I want pasta, hmmm pasta with cheese and pizza sauce. Heaven.
"How about pasta with cheese and pizza sauce?"
I grin. "That sounds amazing."
Ten minutes later, I'm staring at the pot of boiling water, elbow noodles floating, uncooked. Faster, cook, come on pasta I'm starved.
Of course, nothing happens, since pasta is an inanimate object, and doesn't have a mind of its own.
I guess this power comes with limitations. Life is so unfair.
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خيال (فانتازيا)Fantasy - resuming school, starting your junior year in high school you realize you have otherworldly powers and find out how you got them. Lisa is a regular teenage girl, starting junior year just like everyone else her age, when the unpredictable...
