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Jimmy ran into his room and slammed the door shut. He sat down on his bed and buried his face in his hands. After a few moments he stopped shaking and crying and stood up. He leaned against the dresser, but that just sent him into a vision of him stubbing his toe against it. He touched the wall, but that set off a vision of him sitting down against it and reading a book. He grabbed the remote for the TV, but another vision came of him laying down on the bed watching cartoons.

"Make it stop!" he shouted as he fell to his knees. He crawled over to Goddard and undid the recharging process. His mechanical friend jumped back to life and licked Jimmy's face.

"Goddard, get my gloves from my bureau," Jimmy commanded. Goddard rummaged through the drawers and brought a pair of gloves back to Jimmy. "Thanks, boy," he told Goddard as he slipped them on.

Jimmy slowly stood up and walked over to his bed. He grabbed his pillow, expecting a vision. Nothing happened. He walked around the room and touched various things, but nothing triggered a vision. Thank god.

"Alright Goddard," Jimmy said as he filled the dog in on the day's events. Goddard gave him an odd look and barked after Jimmy finished. "No, I'm not making it up!" Jimmy yelled. He walked over to the window and looked at the rain pouring down outside.

"Ok. I'm calm now. Let's see if I can control this," Jimmy muttered to himself as he took off one his gloves. He threw the glove onto his bed and touched the windowsill. I do not want to have a vision. I do not want to have a vision, he said over and over as he closed his eyes. He opened them a moment later and saw that he was still in his room. "Alright, it worked!" he shouted in excitement.

Jimmy turned around and focused. I want to have a vision, he thought as he grabbed the ball he had been tossing earlier. The world spun around him. He saw himself laying on his bed at night, throwing the ball at the ceiling. He was then back in present time. He put the ball down. I guess I'll be tossing the ball around tonight.

Jimmy ran out of the house and into the lab. He strapped himself in and gave himself a CAT scan. Once it was over Jimmy ran to the computer and checked out the results. "Aha! A previously dormant part of my brain is now functioning. That's what must be causing my powers," he said to himself as he looked over the images on the monitor.

For the rest of the weekend Jimmy stayed locked up in his room, trying out his new powers. By Monday morning he could, for the most part, control whether or not he would have visions. He realized that the object he touched was related to the vision. He could only see the future, never the past.

"Bye mom!" Jimmy yelled as he ran outside and towards the bus stop. He had woken up late again and was worried that the bus would leave without him. Sure enough, he saw it speeding away as he arrived at the stop. "Darn it!" he muttered as he set off on the walk to school.

Twenty minutes later Jimmy was walking down the hallway at Lindbergh Elementary. At least I'm not going to be late. "Hey Carl! Hey Sheen!" he shouted as he ran to catch up with his two friends.

Sheen and Carl said their hellos as they continued to head towards Miss Fowl's class. "Where were you yesterday, Jimmy? Me and Carl were looking everywhere for you," Sheen asked him.

"I was at my house all day," Jimmy responded.

"I told you we should have looked there!" Carl told Sheen. Sheen just shrugged and continued walking. Just then Cindy and Libby ran up behind them.

"Thanks again, Jimmy!" Cindy said as she kissed him on the cheek. Jimmy was caught off guard and started to blush. Just then the room started to spin again. Jimmy's head felt like it was going to explode. He fell to his knees in pain.