I once was a helpful wizard, flying through the night to heal the sick or ill. Until I realized how it was hurting humanity. I wouldn’t be around forever, to heal the sick and reunite family with their lost. I had to stop this, before the human race was destroyed.

Of course the humans cannot see me, zipping from house to house each night, but they had never felt pain, and I was scared to see what happened if I let them. I was sure the others would be mad, my fellow wizard friends, but I had to try, just on one person…

“OWWWW!” she screamed in agony. I had only given her one minute feeling the slightest bit of pain. “Make it stop make it stop!” the little girl told her parents. I swooped in - invisible of course - and used my magic to heal her.

Clearly that plan wouldn’t work. _What should I do? Should I tell the others? What would they think? _Questions pummeled my brain as I thought as fast as I could. I coouldn’t just let the people feel pain and frustration for the rest of time…