[ 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 .

All my life I knew of powers day. My brother told me stories of when he woke up upon a small rain cloud floating above his bed. Even my parents would tell stories of how on their powers day that not only did they rescue a cat from a tree but they also rescued that tree from a fire. My moms power is to communicate with plants, to this day she still talks to Timmy the have seared maple near the high school. Powers day was something under strict control by the government. It was the day that all 16 year old would be given their powers. They knew that it was a great day for many but for some I could go all so wrong. Not all powers were awesome, and not all awesome powers went to good people. I still think it wrong to make it a spectacle for all to see. Its like me and my generation are being marched out as dogs to see who is best in show, but I couldn ’ t let that bother me now. 
 
 “ ladies and gentlemen id like to introduce our next young man to the stage, Owen Lucious. “ 
 I take a deep breath and walk onto the brightly lit stage and stand next to Frank Childs, my next door neighbor of 10 years and the only man who has every won best lawn vs my mother. 
 
 “ What do you think its going to be Owen. Fire breath, super speed, perfectly trimmed and manicured hair and nails every day when you awake? ” the crowd chuckles at the last remark even though Tammy Feennig down at the beauty shop had those powers. 
 
 “ I dont know im just hoping ” I stutter out trying not to show my how much my fear was dancing with my excitement. 
 
 “ Well step on in Owen and we will get this started. ” frank ushered me towards a large metal box with only a small glass window cut out of it. I took one step in and turned face as the door slid passed my nose. I knew what was coming but I still didn ’ t like the tank filling up with a bright red sludge. It crept past my knees, it slid in between my unseens, and surrounded my neck. One last breath shot into my lungs as it laid its ways past my lips and washed over my eyes. I could hear the count down from outside the chamber as muffled as it was. Twenty, nineteen. I could feel the change start. Something new, something I had always felt but never really understood. Tweleve, eleven. had I always had this. No but I had felt it through out my life. Five, four, three, two, one. the tank opens as the sludge spills out into the great that the box sat upon. My body let the now sickly breath the old me held out back into the world. I bring my hands to my eyes so that I could take a good look at the world I was now part of. no. this cant be it, no. I griped tight and pressed hard my hands to my eyes so that I could be sure they were focused. What I saw had never been there before. There was what looked like a whole new layer to my reality. A thin latex overcoat in which something new inhabited. Attached to each person in the crowd, my mother my father, even mister Childs was a small creature in their center mass. 
 
 “ come on now Owen what is it ” he said gesturing for me to stand next to him. I could not take my eyes off of his chest and this small imp-ish figure that sat slowly clawing at a light sitting right on top of his heart. 
 
 “ Im, im not sure ” I say still entranced by the imp. I take a quick glance into the crowd to look for more and all I see is forest of these creatures inhabiting every one I have ever know. 
 
 “ Well some times it takes a bit why don ’ t you go sit down and we will bring up the next recipient. ” I nod and take my seat next to a girl who could now see farther than a telescope. I watch as the next recipient walked upon the stage and only felt confusion. Though she had the light upon her heart she did not have the imp pulling on it.
