I can never really begin to comprehend the day it began. The day my blissful ignorant humanity ended. The day I was forced to see things so dark that i shouldn’t. At the age of 12,I had attributed it to my imagination and the fact that I had watched too much cartoons and anime for a girl. But as I stand by the counter,waiting for my latte,the long years had taught me it was something much more.

For some reason, the universe had chosen me to chest this ability. The ability to see people’s internal qualities and hidden agenda;good and bad,sweet and disgusting.

The waitress fixing my drink for me was a thief. A big one. The stealth in which she grabbed my crumpled dollars,The way her eyes assessed every crook and cranny of my old sweatshirt,Her Sphinx like eyes. They could all mean something else but I know better.

“That will be $75.” She announces stiffly.

I doubt it’s that much. So I check the menu board. Seeing it’s $75 as she said,I chuckle apologetically. “Yes yes.”

Her eyebrows pinch together,her gray eyes critically drinking me in. “Of course. Why would I lie?”

And that’s the thing about being hyper aware than a normal human. You act weird when there’s no cause for it. I send her a reassuring smile as I dig through my pockets for $75.

I slap the bill on the table. “Here.”

She hands me my drink almost the same way you would sell weed in an open place.

There are no pleasantries as is expected in a restaurant. Just a suspicious gaze as I break away from the queue and towards the glass doors of the cafe. I had acted weird after all, I deserved it.

On my way to the door and beyond there,home, I catch the eyes of people sipping at their table sipping their choice of drinks. A balding man with a lopsided man who looks sick with cancer, a chubby woman with a dimpled smile wearing a flowing dress with barely concealed eye bags. She looked like the type to send flowers for encouragement, but she was struggling with something that was soon to kill her. It were things like this I didn’t want to see. Things that succeeded in ruining my day. Things that had turned me to an introvert.

My eyes fell on a lanky guy who looked no older than 21. But what caused me to stop and stare wasn’t his obvious appealing fashion sense but the black aura that surrounded him. A black aura that seemed to choke me, I felt my chest tighten in response, my fingers tense around my drink. His eyes were focused on the rings caging his left fingers,when all of a sudden,they were on me. Those blue eyes would have been beautiful but now they just looked eerie as I all saw was a horrible intent. An intent to kill.

I guess abilities like this made you deflect lies and escape deception but it could bring you sleepless nights and for someone without control like myself,trouble.

You’d think after years of said ability accommodation,I should be used to all if this but no.

I tear my eyes from him, exhaled deeply to ease my shaking form and hightailed my ass out of the depressing cafe.