...you never know what you're gonna get. That's what Susan's mother always told her whenever she came to here with a crisis. Well in Susan's eyes it was always something wrong with her, but no one would listen. Not even her best friend since diapers took her seriously. Kim would always say, "one week a you think you're dying and the next week you think Michael Norway secretly saw you naked in the girl's locker room!" Susan's therapist even told her she was a completely fine young woman, who was just going through a phase. Something wasn't right with Susan, so she went to the only person that would know best...Google! "GOOGLE?!?!?", her mother shouted. "How the hell is Google going to know what's wrong with you? You have got to be kidding me right?" Susan rolled her eyes and said to her mother, "something seriously is wrong with me and I know it. Not you, Kim or my therapist is going to tell me otherwise!" Susan ran off to the library to do some research and to find answers. When she typed in 'what's wrong with me?', she found something that she would change her life forever...
Finding out about the news from Google made Susan look at life completely different than she did once. She was no longer walking around a nervous wreck. Instead, she was confident and courageous because she finally found out what was wrong with her. "I'm psychic!", Susan told her mother that night while eating dinner. "You have got to be kidding me. You're talking out you ass Susan! Finish your dinner, then finish you're homework", her mother laughed. "I am being serious mother. Remember that time I called you home early because I was having a panic attack. And then you got a call that there was a robbery at your job! I saved your life! If it weren't for me calling you home that day, who knows what could have happened. He could have taken you hostage, or worse!" Susan's mother wasn't buying anything that Susan was selling and called it being her "guardian angel". Later that night, Susan called Kim and explained to her the conversation she had over dinner. "Susan, you mean to tell me that this whole time you were psychic, huh? Then why did you fail that history test last week. Psychics know the answer to everything!"
"Shit! Google was wrong"
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