"Jeez, fuck!" I said fuck a few more times, thinking it could alleviate some sense into this situation. But the more I said, the more things remained the same. And by same, I mean seeing my entire arm turn into a gelatinous slop. A large part of it fell on the floor, followed by another which I supposed would be my elbows. It's blue and it's thick. The smaller lobules that spat farther from the others, crawled to the largest one and congealed into one even mound of gelatin.
I wanted to call for help— anyone! For goodness' sake. But dad had already left for his work. I attempted to call his phone, but that was impossible without my fingers. All I could do is sit here, and see as the rest of my body gets dissolved by this slime. I expected it to be peaceful, a transition to the sweet bliss of death. But as far as I am concerned, nothing of the sort happened. I am still alive and breathing. No. Scratch that last part. I cannot breathe if I do not even have a nose or a pair of lungs.
Then suddenly, I was hit by this unimaginable pain throughout my gelatinous body. My form was shaking, and ripples rattled every passing second. It feels like someone is cramming shit inside my brain. There's no space but this strange force keeps pushing things inside. As fast as this shitty pain came, it was gone. Not entirely, however. It left me with the answers to what had happened to me.
It is an "epiphany". It's what people call when they receive instructions on how to use their latent superpower. Dad always tells how he got his epiphany in the middle of a speech back in middle school. He fell over the stage and began spewing fire from his mouth. At that same time, mom was also there having her epiphany where she was blasting ice from her hands. I'm quite blessed now that I think about it. I had my epiphany in the privacy of my bathroom.
I focused hard, and by the time I opened my eyes, I was back to normal. No trace of slime in the bathroom. Well, except for one that was at the bottom of the sink. It readied for a jump, then launched itself in the air. I caught it with my hand, and the slime readily disappeared from my palm.
"Th- this shit is awesome," I said to myself. I made sure to inform dad that I already have my powers. Although, I hid one aspect of my power from him. Because the people with these kinds of power are usually shunned in society. It's the power to control minds. Although, mine is a little different. It's the power to possess people. In my gelatinous form, I can enter another person's body and control them from within. The thought alone gives me the highest form of excitement since I was born. The thought of controlling someone feels so innate yet taboo. It's wrong but I'm compelled to do it. It's my power and it is always meant to be used. To hide that aspect of mine feels unfair and wrong.
Dad is still at work, and won't probably read the message until his break. So, what did I do next?