It's been about a week since I "awakened" or reincarnated, or went insane or whatever, but today for the first time I found proof that maybe, just maybe, I am hallucinating this entire thing.

  " Hey, Morgan you good? What's that you got there?" I yelp, clumsily hiding my now dark blue woolen hat behind me, a hat given to me by Mrs. Gray, a hat that was clearly green just a few moments ago.

  " NOTHING!" I half yell, turning to the door to see my roommate, Alice eyeing me suspiciously. " I'm going to ignore how weird you've been recently, in favor of informing you, that it is pizza night, and unless you want to eat yesterday's leftovers, you should get down.

  "Oh, thanks," I say semi nervously "I'll be down soon."

  The taller girl squinted her eyes at me, " I don't know, what you have there that's more important than pizza," breaking into a smile instead she continued " but do be careful, no secret is safe with me in this house." She declared as if sniffing the secrets of other people's personal life was something to be proud of, though for a kid who's dream was to sniff out celebrity scandals, she probably was. Alice is a nice girl nearing her eleventh birthday, but she can also be quite insufferable. She is like the definition of curiosity killed the cat, and she's proud of it, she says it's the most important trait for the future best journalist of Europe, when I once asked why not the world? She said and I quote " one should be humble in their planning and wild in their dreaming" I don't know where she heard that, but it sounded like solid advice, ignoring her belief that wanting to be the foremost journalist of Europe is her being humble, so I just shrugged.    __________________________________

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  Roughly an hour after dinner, in my room again, Alice is also sleep in her bed, or that's what she wants me to believe, about half an hour ago I noticed she is still awake, probably to try and figure out my secret, so now we're in a sort of an unofficial showdown competing in who can pretend to be sleep the longest without actually falling asleep.

  Heh jokes on her, how could a brat not even in her teens complete with me, when I've be n pulling all nighters since longer than she's been alive.

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  The next day.

  'Fuck, I fell sleep. I guess even if my mind is that of a university student, my body is only four, and it needs the sleep. '

  Fortunately today is a weekend, and Alice tends to sleep in on the weekends. Based on the time I guess I have about two hours till she wakes up, so let's get back to what I was doing last night, which was, wishing my hat was blue since I had beautiful sea blue eyes in this life I wanted what I wore to match.

  The hat had reverted back to being green, it was a nice forest green so it's not like I didn't like the color, I just thought blue would look better on me, not that I know much about fashion or color theory, it was just a feeling.

  After about an hour of concentration, the hat was still mockingly green, 'I don't think I like this shade anymore.'

  Maybe I'm doing something wrong, maybe it's about feeling it rather than conscious concentration. I also tried it on other things, my socks, the rug, I even tried more solid things like some toys I inherited from the older kids in Mrs. Gray's care that I never play with, but nothing. After another 15 minutes I jumped off the chair that I was using with a scowl and a growl, and to my surprise my socks, hat and toy, shot towards the window between my bed and Alice's.

  Eyes wide I wonder with glee, 'so I have telekinesis too?'