You are probably curious as to how this decision was made because I am in a state of shock since it started. It started as any other day, same old same old. I awake in the morning to that awful alarm clock tone that continues to aggravate me until I get out of bed and move my person over to the table dresser to turn it off. I then shower, get dressed in whatever is handy, go down stairs and eat breakfast. I do not own a car as of late as I accidentally crashed it into a ditch that obviously came out of nowhere, as a result I have to arise from bed earlier than normal and walk the few miles to college. As consequence to this terrible occurrence my "gift" just loves to make its presence known. Take for an example a cat stuck in a tree, or the neighbour's kid forgetting his lunch money, little things of no real importance that don't have the need for intervention in the opinion of the selfish facet of my brain, it rationalises with my conscience "the cat will land on its feet and the kid won't go hungry at school". I find myself agreeing and before I know it I'm half way down the street. Now, this is where we start to have a problem, I'm sitting in class listening to my lecturer who all believe to be the poster boy for idiots drone on and on about the concept of heroes and villains, when it happens.
Naturally I would have to be in class when that familiar feeling come upon me, imagine thousands of ants running up and down your body and then multiply it by a lot. "No not now" I said. Suddenly I wasn't on my chair in the lecture hall anymore; I was in a parking lot observing a little boy being snatched and bundled into an old car taken from the hands of its mother. A clock conveniently placed on the exit read 2 pm. As it is 4 pm at this very moment I knew that the boy would not be kidnapped until tomorrow.
I blinked a few times and my eyes finally focused, I was back in reality and cursing a blue streak in my head. What the hell am I going to do now! My conscience is wrestling with my selfish side and is actually winning for once. That's when I hear the tail end of the lecture. "Hero or villain which one are you? Well crap... now I'm panicking. I know I am essentially a good person. I do my part to save the planet by recycling, I mean we all can't be superheroes; I also help with the house work. My housemates are neat freaks, I visited my parents one weekend and received a text which content contains, I kid you not, blaming me for not taking out the bin, I can also chuck my clothes that are on the floor into my wardrobe as fast as the flash if there is a need for it.
What a pathetic life I live, I have the ability to see the future and yet I really don't use it to the best of my ability. I admit it's useful to use in exam situations or if I am strapped for cash. Who wouldn't use their so called gift to make a bit of money if they could? Does that make me a bad guy? That vision just had to happen to me... has my selfish side gone into hiding? Where's my comforting rationale?
I'm back home going through the assignment on heroes and villains and my conscience keeps acting up. Damn it! The little boys face keeps appearing in my mind and I can't concentrate because of this un-used to feeling of guilt. I am not a hero I just have a little extra than the average Joe. So option (1) ignore my vision and allow the child to be abducted thus in turn leaving me with a guilty conscience or (2) prevent it from happening.
What is my plan of action you say? I don't really have one... yet. But I could always go to the mother and offer to babysit. Only one problem with this plan I know absolutely nothing about kids as I have never even held one.
Thus I found myself floating further up shit Creak River with no aid in sight.