[ WP ] Every person in the world develops a weird mutation/power the day they turn 16 . Everyone 's powers are always different , some more insignificant than others . You turn 16 , and watch as all your friends discover their newfound ability 's . That is , until you discover the severity of your own .

The government did n't deal with the coming of the powers very well in the first few years, but they eventually put a handle on it after years of political debates, fueled by corporate interest in the economic impacts they would have. Once the government got its shit together for the most part, they revealed their plan to the public. Once records indicated that a person was one week away from turning sixteen, they would report to a specialized hospital that was made to research and categorize the power once the person received it. If your power was deemed dangerous to public health, then you were either given the choice of `` humane termination'', or being used as a living research subject. More often than not, however, those with the militarily advantageous `` dangerous'' powers were given the option of enlisting in the military. 
 
 My friends, most of them a month or two older than me, began to receive their powers. They would come home from quarantine, as dangerous powers were fairly rare, and either hide their power in embarrassment, or show them off to all of us, flaunting their new trick. 
 
 Most of them were mundane; the ability to manipulate their body in unnatural ways ( spin their neck 360 degrees ) or to change their skin color. The coolest I had seen by far was something that while a little unorthodox, was going to pay off when he inevitably became a prostitute - he could sexually arouse anyone at any time. 
 
 The day I left for quarantine, my mom drove me to the hospital, a huge smile on her nervous face, blathering on about all of the wonderful presents I would get when i got back, and the cake I would get, and that I should n't worry, my power would be completely normal and she was sure of it somehow. But she was n't sure of it. No one was. Not even the greatest minds in the world could figure out where they were coming from, or how they worked, or what was so important about 16. They just... happened. I got out of the car, my heart beating in anticipation of what was about to come even though I would n't receive my powers for a week. My mom and I exchanged hugs, and she kissed me a million times, and she was off. I walked to the registration desk, waiting in line behind other anxious 15 year olds just as anxious as I was, and waited to be called on. My time came up, and without thinking I gave her the information she asked for, and was told to report to my room for preliminary exams. The doctor came in, a forced smile on his face as he took my blood pressure, my vitals, and a blood sample and repeated what he must have 15,000 times: `` Do n't worry, it'll be a week and you'll probably be out of here kiddo.'' But he did n't know that. He was just trying to make us feel better, so our blood pressure did n't spike or mess with his test results. I went about the week, being tested twice a day, as normal. They offered alternate schooling while in the hospital, and recreational activities as well. 
 
 
 And then. 
 
 And then, it was my day. 
 
 I was woken up 3 and 1/2 hours before my birth time, so the doctors could have time to strap me into the observation chair and attach the probes. They finished five minutes before the moment. Those five minutes were the longest in my life. As the clock ticked down, I wondered, Scared, nervous, anxious. As the clock hit the moment, I expected some bright flash of light, but nothing happened. There was no sound, no big bang. It was the same. I breathed a sigh of relief, and waited for the doctors to unstrap me. But they did n't. So i waited a minute longer, and then shouted for them to get me out. `` We will wait until we see a sign of what your power is, sir.'' Great. I was stuck here until something happened. The straps of the chair were starting to restrict my bloodflow, and my arm started to fall asleep. I made my hands into fists, trying to get the blood moving again. Why did they have to use leather straps? This was 2030, there were better technologies. I wish these straps were gone. I felt the straps go away, and thought the doctors had decided to take them off. I got up out of the chair and moved over to the door, and tried opening it but to no avail, they must have locked it for the patients who had super-strength powers. I wish this door was gone. I turned back around, and the door was missing from its hinges. Not opened, not broken, just... gone. 
 
 I wondered if this was some practical joke from the doctors, making me think i had telekinesis, until i heard gasps over the microphone. `` Patient, please stay put.'' I heard him click a button, that i suppose he assumed would turn off the microphone. It did n't work. `` That should n't have happened. Search the database for anything like this, Miley. If what I think happened just happened, we're going to have to eliminate him as soon as possible.'' 
 
 I was stunned. There was no way... No way that my power somehow involved wishing things away. But to be safe, I tried again. I wish the chair was gone. 
 
 And it was gone. No trace. This defied everything I had been taught in physics class - matter ca n't just disappear. This was some Doctor Manhattan level shit right here. 
 
 And then I smiled. No one could get in my way now. Nothing was an issue anymore. 
 
 I wish those doctors were gone. 
 

