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Now You See Me (Daily Post Challenge)

Somehow I got a strange superpower. I can disappear and reappear at will. Well, now it's at will. It had to be pretty disorienting for my passengers when I did by accident while driving that one time. I learned how to control it with time, though. Now I'm not sure what to do with it. Part of me wants to ignore it. But another part of me wants to use my new power. One thing I know, though: I'm not going to rob a bank. That cliche is tired and I like to think I have some sort of originality in my life.

It was a Wednesday that I decided to use my power for the first time. There was a family reunion that I was supposed to go to. All of my extended family and in-laws were coming, and if there was any time that I would want to disappear, it was then. An epic barbecue scene with so many laughing people and screaming kids... it was enough to make me shudder. Especially since any time my family amassed in large numbers it was more stress than it was worth. Fights broke out, there was hidden tension and snide comments, and on one occasion the cops were called. Just the thought of it was enough to make me want to hyperventilate.

I did my best to keep my breathing steady as I helped my dad with the preparations for the barbecue. I set out cups and plates on the backyard picnic table and weighted them down with glass marbles to keep the wind from knocking them on the ground. People showed up one by one and I froze my facial muscles into a smiling position as I hugged everyone and kept from gagging at the cigarette pollution on their clothes. My dad and mom hugged my aunt and uncle and there were some jokes traded as my mom gave them both beers, but everyone could see the tension in my uncle's jaw, and how my mom clenched and unclenched her fists while they talked. I couldn't disappear. Not yet. But I'd bide my time. Sooner or later I'd get my chance.

It was actually when everyone was there and milling about like ants that I got my chance. One of the kids had crawled into the house and had pulled out our huge, economy sized containers of baking soda and vinegar. Then she ran out screaming and dumped both of them into a five-gallon bucket on the deck. The foam that came out of it flooded everything. Everyone ran screaming and the little girl stood, covered in foam, giggling and dancing around with her cousins, throwing foam at each other even as their parents pulled them away, yelling.

I grinned and then I disappeared, silently thanking the kid for getting me out of that hellhole.

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indexer wrote on January 13, 2016, 12:49 PM

You sound like somebody with a powerful imagination!

KaraSkinner wrote on January 13, 2016, 1:00 PM

Thank you! I like to think I do, but a lot of the time I think my imagination is incredibly formulaic. Thanks for commenting and have a nice day!

cheri wrote on January 13, 2016, 7:59 PM

Just bring that power on always with you.

KaraSkinner wrote on January 13, 2016, 8:10 PM

haha I will