If we existed in the Twilight world and somebody turned me into a vampire, my powers would probably be like Peter Petrelli’s in the TV show Heroes – he could copy other people’s powers and make them his own.
You see, in the Twilight world, a human’s pre-existing talent would be multiplied in intensity when he becomes a vampire. Like Edward was supposedly intuitive or good in reading people’s thoughts as a human, so when he became a vampire, he could literally hear other people’s thoughts.
Now my friend Ronald, he called me a chameleon because he noticed that I can’t help but mimic the people around me. I’m empathetic to a fault and unintentionally copy expressions and mannerisms, even if I hated them.
Like there was this annoying girl who had this unsightly mouth mannerism. To my horror, I started doing that mouth thing, and I was really relieved when our one week of practicing dance steps with her was over. Now I realize that that was a mere pittance that I’d rather do compared to what I’m helplessly copying now.
Once upon a time, people who asked my high school classmates to describe me would hear them say “she’s the kindest girl I know” or “she doesn’t know how to get mad.”
Fast forward to today and ask a particular auditor to say something about me, and you would probably see her cower in fear and say, “she’s a b*tch who yells at people.”
I wasn’t like this before. But this mechanic in our office keeps yelling at me and I’m pulling a Petrelli once again.
On the one hand, the good thing about it is that I’m learning to shake off my inability to say no and standing up for myself, but I don’t think there’s ever a right excuse to hurt people’s feelings. It’s better to be kind than to be right.
I hate what I’m becoming.
Somebody save me. 🙁