My Untitled Story, Part 1

Tessa’s life had always been a far cry from “normal.” She had been a secret agent, and then had gone to prison two months after being asked to leave her position. But all of the events occurring in her life led back to one thing: she was psychic. Well, not really. That was just what she told people so she could see their reaction. Actually, she was just an analyzer. She could piece her observations together to see crimes before they were committed. She supposed she had always possessed this “gift”, but it was first apparent when she was six years old. She had been playing at the park when she heard a little boy crying out. A woman was carrying him to her car saying, “I told you not to act like this, now get in the car.” Tessa looked at the boy expecting to see sadness or embarrassment. But on his face was a look of pure terror. Tessa could tell something was very wrong, so she ran to a police officer nearby who quickly took care of the situation. As it had turned out, the boy would have been kidnapped had Tessa simply continued playing. Tessa had stopped many crimes from being committed since that day. She refined her analyzing skills until one day she was given an amazing offer.