Quick Narrative Write

Michelle became aware of her special power when she flipped the switch to the broken basement light out of habit, and it went on. She had flipped it every time she went, almost like a personal inside joke but just for herself. She always carried a lantern down there because the light had never worked before. So why did it work now? She had lived here alone for about a year now and no one else could have fixed it. It hadn't worked the day before either. She noticed, now that the lights were on, a broken cabinet in the back of the room. She instinctively put her hand on its surface and, like holding down rewind on a tape, the cabinet reverted back to how it was before, looking brand new.