Note: This is a description of my very first official attempt at reading minds. I have unofficially read many minds without proper training after this challenge was issued to me several years ago by one of my closest friends. She always referred to me as “grander than others“, and I have heard the same type of praise over and over again from others. I feel this is because of the fact that people who praise me are actually reading into something bigger. Here is my salute to the woman who introduced me to the concept of reading minds and who thus involuntarily opened me to become my Fractal version.

I sat next to my best friend and stared in her austere and dreamy eyes.

“What are you thinking?” my Chinese friend inquired as she drank some Green tea.

“Just thinking about life,” I smiled back as I finished my coffee.

“Don’t wrap up yet. Let us sit here and talk some more. Let us play that game again,” my friend laughed in a carefree manner.

I thought back about how once she teased me that she knows the name of my secret crush and then how she ended up guessing it accurately. My interest in continuing our conversation piqued as I recalled the nature of this game.

“Why don’t you give it a try? I mean, you are good at everything else,” the Chinese woman closed her Mathematics textbook and challenged me with her probing and deep eyes. “Stare right at me and tell me what am I thinking?” she focused her invisible eye at her seemingly less experienced friend whom she had always believed to be grander than everyone else.

“I don’t want to offend you with….” I hesitated as the shape of the Horus of the Chinese woman gradually became visible to me.

“No, I won’t feel offended girl,” nudged the Chinese woman playfully.

“You are thinking of a wall. I know because I feel something brick-like and something rather large,” I laughed slowly at the nature of this game as I noticed my irrational fear of making the wrong guess in front of my closest friend.

“Our reading ends right now because you have guessed my mental image correctly. It really depends who you are reading, kid. Practice more, and you will become better,” she winked at me wisely as she placed her textbooks in her backpack.

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