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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard.         Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| My name is Jack Alexander, and I have a very special power. I have trouble explaining it, and you'll more than likely think I'm crazy regardless of how hard I try, but I can enter people's heads. I know, I probably sound like a weird motherfucker to you, but really, its true. I can learn the life story of anyone I see. I can learn their name, their family's names, anything. It's like there are six billion books walking around this planet that I can read. I'm sharing my personal story with you because while I don't want to scare those close to me with this information, I feel there's a chance maybe someone who reads this might believe me and know what it is I've learned and all the amazing things I've done.
First thing is first, I'll tell you some base information about me. I'm not really gonna bore you with bullshit like what classes I took in high school or what my favorite color is. I'm almost entirely sure you're only reading this because of me mentioning my power. Well, this is my story, so before I get to the good stuff, I think you should sit through the introduction of my life. Hell, I lived it. I was born in Bensalem, Pennsylvania. It's this quaint little mini-city right outside Philadelphia. It's the perfect mix of city crowds and suburban charm, and frankly I loved it. There's not too many places to go, so its more about the people, not the scene. You get a feel for the people at every store you go to, or at least I did. It's a real nice place to go, and if you ever get the chance, stop by. I was raised in a small white house, with an old redwood tree out front and a pool in the back. I had a dad who, despite his dead-end job, managed to have an upbeat attitude and an intelligent look on life. I've seen pictures of him in a dress. My mother was an endearing and caring mother, despite her occasional little phases of cynicism and the fact she could probably beat the shit out of half the guys in our neighborhood. They were quite the opposite of your typical suburban home, that's for sure. Growing up in my house, I always dreamed of being a hero or a different person. I remember wishing I was a Ninja Turtle, a Jedi, and all kinds of guys. When I blew through all the typical TV and movie guys, I made up my own. It was lots of fun living in a world different then the one I was used to, despite the fact I felt comfortable at home. Well, going through school, I never cared for much of those "assignments" teachers liked to give me, so throughout most of the day, I did what I do best: I daydreamed. I got in trouble for it, sure, but hey, it was something I could not resist doing. It was a habit I couldn't bring myself to shake, and it didn't hurt anybody, so why bother changing it? Alright, well, I can tell I'm probably starting to bore you all. But, we're at the best part to get bored, because here comes the juicy part. It was in school where I discovered my powers. One day, I was sitting in Algebra, drawing a humorous picture of my teacher, when I dozed off. Now, that nap was odd. Normally, it takes a while to enter REM sleep, right? Well, I hit it straight off, and my dream was an odd one. I dreamed I was my Algebra teacher, driving home from work on Interstate 95 for approximately 45 minutes, listening to 95.7 BEN FM and drinking French Vanilla coffee straight from a black coffee machine in the back right corner of a Wawa. When I awoke at the call of the teacher, I was extremely confused. That dream was so odd, so different then any I've ever had, and everything I looked at had carried its own little past I was aware of, it was too odd not to think twice about. I began wondering if the dream had meant something, so when the teacher was at the front of the class talking about god knows what, I raised my hand. "Yes, Jack?" Mr. Witting said in his familiar grumpy voice, carrying a negative denotation with it due to the fact I only really listened to him when he was yelling at me. "I have a question, Mr. Witting. Do you like French Vanilla coffee?" I asked, halfassed. Snickers of adolescent disbelief rippling through the class. "Why, yes, Mr. Alexander. I do, I drink it every day on the way home. Now, do you mind? I'm trying to teach math to people that pay attention." More snicker. "Excuse me, but one more question. What's your favorite radio station? BEN FM, right?" The room got silent. "...Why, yes. How did you know?" He said, staring intently at me. "Well, it's my favorite, too, so I was just wondering when you mentioned going home. That's all, thanks." See, weird! I decided to try it again, this time to a teacher I didn't like at all. I went to their class, whipped out a notebook and mechanical pencil, and began to draw the teacher. Soon, sleep took me, and once again, I found myself with another one of those dreams. I was watching television in a brown living room, on a tacky green couch. Theres a fat tabby cat sprawled out on my lap, and I'm watching the first season of American Idol on an aged Sony television set, not even flat screen. This must have been years ago. Suddenly, the old wall phone on the wall rings, and I stand up and answer it. I'm my teacher. I hear something extremely relevant to me and I drop to my knees and cry. My wife won't be coming home tonight. And then, I woke up. I've never thought a bad thought about that teacher again. I know his story. So, as you can see, this power has changed my life. I've worked out the kinks, and of course to everything there is rules. I can't go into the head of someone I've never seen in real life, so no internet trolls or historical figures. I have to write someone's name on a paper, or draw their face, and then go right to sleep. I've always been great with cat naps, so that's not much of a problem, but location matters. I know you're probably thinking that it's a stupid power, and I waste my time reading people's pasts, but it has given me this universal outlook on life. It's amazing. But of course, I've only shown you the beginning. The start of my journey pales to the rest of my tale. And if you want, I might be willing to share it all with you. Truth really is stranger than fiction. (Last edited by Cairoi on 04-11-07 12:31 AM) |
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Panda_Man2006 Merchant Since: 03-24-07 From: Kawanakajima, Japan Since last post: 6338 days Last activity: 6328 days |
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| well Cairoi to be honest that was an intresting story as well that you share of and i even have the same thing well everyonce a while but the weirdest things even happen to me as well i even had to power to see peoples organs yes it does sound like bullshit but im not lying at all about it i also had dreams where people got into car accidents that i never expect but in reality the world is covered with powers that arent even appearing in this workl and the only way to get it is using the powers you obtained even if anyone thinks they dont have they do they just cant feel it but its there with them and you as well and i bet you have more powers than just that. and i will be glad to hear more if you want to share more of it to me Cairoi | |||
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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Well, I'm somewhat on my way to finishing the second chapter, so comments or criticism would be appreciated.
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