[ 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 .

At 16, you get a mutation, and only one mutation, they say. At 16, your life really begins. I never realized just how true it was. It ’ s funny. As my friends all hit 16, all gained their powers, I thought that surely I ’ d get one that surpassed all of them. That I ’ d be the greatest mutant ever. I never realized just how true that sentiment was. 
 
 I walked down the street, keeping my head low. It was a lazy Saturday morning and I liked to take brisk walks, feel the heat of the sun on my skin, the chill of the wind causing goosebumps. I could hear running behind me before my vision suddenly went blank and my body nearly toppled over from their weight. 
 
 “ Guess who? ” a high pitch voice asked. I ’ ve told her that I don ’ t like it when she does this. I hate being snuck up on, and my girlfriend doesn ’ t like the idea of another woman wrapping her arms around me so much either. 
 
 It had been a couple years ago that my best friend Dave had turned 16. I asked him what his power was, but it wasn ’ t until a month later that I found out. On my girlfriend ’ s 16th of all days. She was blowing out the candles on her cake. Dave took me into one of the bedrooms. 
 
 “ Do you think I should let everyone know? ” he asked as I turned around from closing the door. “ I ’ ve got the power, mine as well use it, right? ” 
 
 Looking back at me was a woman that looked very Dave-like, standing in his clothes which were clearly oversized for his much tinnier body. A blush was on her face and I understood why she hadn ’ t wanted to reveal who she was. 
 
 “ Sure, why not, stranger things have happened, ” I said. It was true. There was a guy with the utters of a cow sticking out of his stomach. And he couldn ’ t turn that off. “ You have a girl name to use though? ” 
 
 “ Sandie? ” she chirped. 
 
 Back on the adventures of my walk, I felt her hands release my eyes as I answered, “ Sandie? ” 
 
 “ Of course, ” she said, smiling at me. After a couple weeks of going back and forth, Dave started to stay as Sandie more often, until Dave just disappeared one day. 
 
 “ You coming to my party tonight? ” she asked. 
 
 I looked down at the sidewalk and kicked a pebble back into someone ’ s front yard. Then I looked up at the sun, directly into its beating heart, its rays penetrating every bone beneath my skin. 
 
 “ Yeah, Elizabeth really wants to go, ” I replied. 
 
 And so later that night I met up with Elizabeth and we headed to Sandie ’ s party. Why she was having a party escaped me, but why Sandie did what she did often escaped me. Apparently I ’ m not the only one. 
 
 I watched as Elizabeth, graced with the ability to fly, levitateed towards some of her friends, her feet never touching the ground. I must admit, I was a bit jealous. Still am. Who wouldn ’ t want such a cool ability? 
 
 “ Noah! ” a rather large man said, running over towards me. I was surprised to see Elizabeth ’ s older brother at Sandie ’ s party. 
 
 “ Mike! ” I replied, shaking his hand. His whole midsection looked like some huge, overinflated beach-ball. “ Hey, seeing as though you ’ re here, you think I can talk to you for a second? ” 
 
 “ No problem, ” he replied, mindful of his swinging midsection. Poor bastard. I certainly don ’ t envy him. 
 
 “ I want to ask your permission to ask for your sister ’ s hand in marriage, ” I said to him bluntly. “ I ’ m proposing to her tonight. ” 
 
 “ Seriously? ” he said, looking almost taken aback. He fumbled in his wallet for something and then showed it to me. “ That ’ s awesome! Now you ’ ll actually be my bro. But you see this girl in the picture? ” 
 
 I looked and saw him and Elizabeth at some birthday party. Judging by how he was still in shock over his mutation, I figured it was his 16th. Which meant that the cute girl staring back was a 14 year old Elizabeth, from before I met her. They stood around a table with birthday cake on it, as well as glasses of half-drunken milk. She was pretty cute with a milk mustache. 
 
 “ You better take good care of her, or you ’ ll answer to me, ” Mike told me. His gaze was dead serious. 
 
 “ Yes sir, ” I replied. It never did cross my mind until I went to bed that the only glass of milk untouched in the photo was Elizabeth ’ s. 
 
 Later that night I sat beneath the stars. The moon was out in the sky, a full large moon and it lit up the blanket we laid on nicely. I caressed her cheek. 
 
 “ It won ’ t work, ” the dull, slow voice said. I ignored it and continued to lay on the blanket with her. 
 
 “ Look, Elizabeth, there ’ s something I wanted to ask you, ” I started. But the voice interrupted me again. I stared up at the moon and yelled profanities into the night wind. 
 
 “ I ’ m just trying to help you, ” the voice said. “ I ’ ve been talking to you for two years. Don ’ t you trust me by now? I ’ ve been alive for eons, I ’ ve watched humanity since its origins. I know a thing or two about relationships. Which will work and which won ’ t. ” 
 
 “ Are you alright? ” Elizabeth asked, concerned about me. No one knew about my actual powers. 
 
 “ Yeah, ” I replied. “ Sorry about that. ” 
 
 And then I reached into my pocket, pulled out the ring, and got on my knees. 
 
 “ Will you marry me? ” 
 
 “ No, ” she replied. “ Look, I ’ ve actually been meaning to break up with you since I turned 18. We ’ re going off to separate colleges and everything. Did you really think we were going to stay together? ” 
 
 And so I walked away, not another word, and headed home, tossing the ring in a bush along the way. Not the wisest decision, but I couldn ’ t bare to hold on to it. 
 
 “ Told you so, ” the voice said. 
 
 I stopped in my tracks, my fist raised high in the sky. 
 
 “ Well fuck you Moon! So you ’ re right. You ’ re always right. Happy now? Just let me wallow in my misery. ” 
 
 “ Thank you, ” the moon replied back to me. “ The Sun owes me a solar eclipse now. ” 
 
 “ How does that work? ” I asked, my rage suddenly gone, replaced by curiosity. I ’ ve learned a lot since I started being able to talk to the sun and the moon. Never knew they could talk. Apparently I ’ m the only one with the mutation though. 
 
 “ Science is so full of itself, ” the Moon laughed. “ Only reason we do eclipses is because we lose bets to each other. And stop moping. You want to know what else is going on in the world right now? I can see it all. Trust me, being dumped isn ’ t the worst of it. ” 
 
 “ Thanks for the pep talk, ” I said sarcastically. “ You know I thought I was crazy at first when you guys started talking to me. But you ’ ve given me so much wisdom and knowledge. Things that others can ’ t seem to understand. With you two, I ’ ll be able to usher in a new age of humanity, a golden age full of peace and happiness. ” 
 
 “ Well, we ’ re just glad to have someone to talk to, ” the Moon said. 
 
 Suddenly I felt my body twerk as a car hit me and I flew into their windshield, rolling over onto the ground. The car drove off speedily as I got up. Not even a scratch. The ground I fell on though had some rather large cracks. You ’ d think I ’ d at least bruise or have a little blood, but I can ’ t remember the last time I did. 
 
 “ Why didn ’ t you tell me a car was coming?! ” I shouted to the Moon as he laughed. 
 
 “ That was awesome! ” 
 
 And so I walked home, yet again failing to realize, as I so often did, what was really going on. Of course that night, when my little sister who had just turned 16 today, used her powers on me, a whole new wave of understanding would come over me. I ’ d finally understand all the things I ’ d been missing for the last few years. But at the moment I continued walking, laughing and conversing with the Moon, wondering what the Sun might have to say about all this.
