She sat on the bus. The driver looked at her from the rear mirror and suddenly she felt smaller than a peanut. It looked like people were staring at her. She sat up straight. She analysed it was the right time for her hand sanitizer act. She quickly searched her bag for that and pressed the pump a little bit. Massaging her palms together she started looking outside the window. She felt a lot more confident now.
Once when I was in school I imagined the fan going to fall on top of the teachers head. I miraculously sense this before hand and save her from dying. The other instance would be someone aiming my crush with gun from a nearby building. I can see the red dot and as soon as he pulls the trigger, I jump and save him and then he becomes my best friend (also forever in debt). How lame and desperate can I get? Now you know.