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NTAC came to the door the other night. They asked me to accompany them downtown. Trying to appear sane and reasonable, I babbled for a little while about getting someone to take care of Ginsberg and eventually settled in their back seat for a little ride.
They were actually a lot nicer than I thought they would be. Mind you, I’ve been half-expecting a visit like this for some time. I guess, in the Promicin world, that I’m one of the more visible people out there. I knew the party had to end sometime.
I certainly hope we hear from kismet soon.
My strange journey through this life began 33 years ago, on a hot summer day, in Rhode Island where I still live. Growing up I was an ugly duckling, a late bloomer, if you will. I always wished to be beautiful… my wish came true, and since then I only used that ability for good. When I was 26 years old I had my first of 7 surgeries to reconstruct my spine. During that time I gave birth to my son, who is now 4 years old. I am a single mother. I have bad days and I have worse days. My son is very well taken care of, but me – not so much. I have lost weight, as some days I only have the energy to feed and care for my child, and not myself. The thought of ending it all has entered my mind on more than one occasion, maybe my son would be better off without me, but deep down inside I have always thought I was meant for something more… but what?
Stephanie went from being a department store employee to surgeon within days of taking a shot of promicin. That’s what they call the fast track!
One day as I was working on putting the latest clothes out at my job in a department store, I heard a loud thud. I turned around to find a coworker on the ground in the midst of what looked like a seizure. I dropped to his side and placed a piece of plastic in his mouth to keep him from swallowing his tongue and stroked his head. As I stroked his head I started to be able to see inside his brain to where the nerves were misfiring, causing the seizure. I had taken the promicin shot only days before and thought this may be my new ability but it went further. I put my hand over the area where the main misfire was happening, pinched, and suddenly the firing stopped. Later at the hospital doctors tested me further and saw that I could see inside patients to their exact problem and fix it with my hand. Somehow my hands could pass through the body and perform advanced surgical procedure. My fingers became surgical instruments.
What a gift.
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Miss Tracy can feel what those around her are feeling. I can see how this ability could help in so many ways, but I’m sure it has to be a difficult one to get used to. How are you handling it, Miss Tracy?
What would you do if you could take something that gave you a 50/50 chance of dying or living and becoming something greater than you already are? Would you take that chance? I did and I’m still here. Alive and kicking. And I have an ability. I just discovered it the other day. I was standing in line of all things, waiting to buy a ticket to a movie. It was a pretty long line but I’m a pretty patient person so that kind of thing normally doesn’t bother me. Except I could feel myself getting agitated the longer I was in line. I soon realized it wasn’t me. It was the guy behind me and the couple behind him. You see, I am an empath. At least that’s the closest I can come to describing what I can do in one word. I don’t just sense what others feel though, I actually feel it. I’m still figuring it all out, but it’s pretty amazing, feeling like I’m coming into greatness. I can’t wait to see all that I can do.
DISCLAIMER: User-submitted claims of 4400 abilities have not been verified.










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