"Try again." My mom motivates me as I try to make the water in my half-filled glass grow. "It's not working mom." I say to her with a defeated sigh. "You just have to keep trying. Focus and steady your breathing. Feel the water, be the water, clear your mind, decide you want it to grow and it will obey you." She explains. I try to clear all roaming thoughts and instead fill my mind with thoughts of water, I think of ocean waves, and tsunamis, and pouring rain, I steady my breathing and imagine the glass overflowing with water. I open my eyes and gaze at the glass and a pool of water erupts from it. Suddenly, water is everywhere. I'm in a trance which I can't seem to stop. The water is pooling out of the glass aggressively, in abundant amounts and now the entire kitchen is almost filled with water. But I don't want to stop. I don't feel like I need to stop. It's almost like my powers have a mind of their own now and they're fighting to break free, but I don't want to control them.
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