Ever since all of humanity has been granted superpowers the world has been a chaotic place. Everybody has a different power. Or at least tried. Some people don’t have powers that work. That didn’t happen to many people but it happened to at least one in every other town. We got to choose our powers but if someone had the same power than they wouldn’t work. That sucks. I have a power that works luckily. I chose the power of stealth. Nobody thought about taking stealth apparently. Probably a lot of people wanted to, but decided to have another power instead. Probably a more powerful one. So, I got stealth.

      Billions of people. One wish. One chance.

      I close my eyes and begin to think. Certainly people will choose things like flying, invisibility, or something cliché. They’ll waste their opportunity. I’ll have to really think hard about this. This is my only chance. I have an idea, but someone will definitely think of it, so I must make it more unique, but that will make it even harder. I only have today to think about it and decide. I have to take my time and think of something unique but I must also hurry before it’s too late.

      I sigh and sit at my piano, playing a parts of a few songs I know. I can’t read sheet music and I’m certainly not an expert on playing the piano. I could ask to become better, instantly learning every song I want and performing perfectly, but that’s cliché and someone surely would have chosen that power. I continue to think, trying to find something that is unique.

7.6 billion people granted a superpower, but none can be the same. If I were given this opportunity, I don't know what I would choose. All the good ones like mind reading, invisibility, happiness, power, smartness, success, ect. would be taken. I mean I would love to be super smart and never have to worry about not succeeding in life, but I wouldn't be able to choose those things. I guess If I was granted one superpower that had to be different from everybody else's, I would choose the ability to know when I'm in the good old days before I am no longer in them. I am afraid my life is going to pass me by, and I won't take advantage of what I was given. I wish that I could know which moments were going to change my life, so I can pay more attention. Now that would be a superpower.

Kindergarteners sit in class and
imagine running through the trees
pretending to be Spiderman. 
while his friend chases him,
his arms wide as he grunts like Hulk. 
They point lasers only visible in their 
eyes, and ride imaginary spaceships. 

Sophomores wish they could create world
peace after being exposed to the many troubles 
in the world. While seniors stare at the 
calendar and try to fast forward to 
graduation day. 

7 billion people in the world wishing for the
same things. Despite their gender, race, or
culture. There's no self power to hold onto
yourself that someone else going through 
the same experiences, hasn't imagined as well.