Chronicling Jack.

"Name's Jack.

"I first discovered my abilities when I was but a child. Suddenly, people everywhere would somehow seem to anticipate what I wanted before I could even voice it, then proceed to satiate me. At first it started out small. Glasses of water, being picked first for duck duck goose, my mom offering me cookies from the cookie jar. But then as time went on, and these things slowly began extending to taking some of my sarcasms seriously, or letting me off the hook while reprimanding others, I realized this was not normal.

"No, what I had wasn't normal at all; because I was the owner of the world, and the only one in that world with such a designation. And the funniest part of all? I didn't even know it, at least not at first. Many of my dreams comprised of fantastical images and scenarios before that inaugural day I was granted such ownership, and I assume that that morning might have yielded a similar one. But whatever it consisted of, I no longer remember.

"All I know is that it's been fun. Right now I'm nearly finished with high school. After one last prom dance and the graduation ceremony, I'll be on my way to real adulthood. Ever since my best friend John Doe moved, it's always felt a little lonelier out here, but I still enjoy the company of good and rascal friends alike.

"But of course, like with everything else in my life thus far, I can choose to take it however slowly, quickly, or childishly as I please. I could go so far as to remake reality if I wanted -- or simply push people in directions I want them to go in, with mild pinches of my... personal style of intervention.

"Right now, or at least how I recall it, the way I've enjoyed using my power has mostly been..."