Grass Whisperer

Tomorrow is my birthday and everyone knows that with this birthday you get your super power. My mum can predict the future, my brother can move objects with his mind and my cousin who was only a few days older than me just got powers that can cause gravity to cease at her will. I am physically shaking with anticipation. You have to wait until the minute you were actually born on before you know your power. Everyone says that it’s like someone inside your brains tells you and then you suddenly have it. People use their powers as jobs, it’s what pays the bills, so the better the power the more wealthy you are. My family has been very fortunate with their powers and I’m expected to follow in their footsteps.

I’m trying to stay awake all night. I’m strung on caffeine and my mum keeps telling me to go to bed. I can't. You see I was born at 12.08am so I will know just after midnight. I must have finally dozed off as I wake to a voice in my head repeating itself over and over. 'You can talk to the grass' 'you can talk to the grass' It starts to get louder in my head and my head starts to hurt, then it stops and the house is eerily quiet. I look at the clock. 12.09. The voice had gone on for a whole minute. I sat there in darkness. 'Grass' I said to myself. 'who on earth wants a stupid power like that. Why would I want to talk to grass?!'

I get out of bed and start pacing the room. Everyone’s going want to know what my power is and I can’t tell them I can talk to grass. This is so embarrassing. What job can I get talking to grass. If I talk to grass does it answer me back. What will happen when I go to the park. Will I look like I’m talking to myself. What the hell?!

I can’t let anyone know my power. OK let’s think about this. The law states that you don’t have to share with anyone what your power is and they are not allowed to ask. It’s completely up to you if you share it. OK, so if they don’t ask I don’t have to tell. That’s not going to work. Okay time to go see what I can do. Its Midnight, no one can see me, here I go.

I head downstairs and sneak quietly out into the back garden. The grass there is terrible from my brother and his friends playing football. I take a breath. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I get on my knees and put my head to the grass. I gently whisper hello. Its answers by gently blowing in the breeze and the music its makes in the soft air whispers hello back. I wonder if it can grow and it immediately does under my hand. I don’t need to talk out loud for it to hear me. Well that’s good news I suppose. I will it to fill the patches in lawn and make it greener. It does so instantly. Then I make it a little taller. I wonder if I’m able to go further and at my will flowers spring up around the sides, trees form at the far end and by the time I’ve finished the garden looked magnificent in the moonlight. 'Mums going to like this' I thought as she had always wanted a nice garden.

Okay so maybe my powers weren't a complete waste, I suppose I could be a gardener, or a landscaper. No, think bigger, maybe I can design parks or even remove them. Before I turn to go inside, I pull up a few blades of grass. I didn’t seem to hurt them and from them I will them to grow into a bouquet of flowers and take them inside. Maybe I could be a florist. Once I realised what I could do, the possibilities became endless. I could save rain-forests

and jungles, create perfect habitats for animals that could save endangered species.

I never ended up going back to bed. Everyone came round first thing in the morning and although they couldn’t ask, I couldn’t wait to tell. They teased me for not having a 'proper' super power, but this year is my 18th Birthday and I’ve just been given a huge award for my accomplishments worldwide. I didn’t become any of those things I had thought of. Although creating habitats and helping climate change was an added bonus. No. My way of helping the world came in the form of the grass telling me where bodies were illegally buried. Where murder weapons had been thrown into bushes and cold cases finally solved because I could pin point exactly where on a moor someone had disappeared 30 plus years ago. It was a strange job but one with many rewards and having an income which was my families worth combined made me happier to be known as being the grass whisperer!