"Humans...you think you know so much yet you couldn't be more wrong. I pity all of you! I'd ask you to vote for me, but the truth is I don't have to ask. I'm telling you that you are going to vote for me! I own you all! I control you! You will do what I say! I am your God and who ever goes against me will be terminated!"
And I sat down at that while I watched everyone screaming in disapproval. They just didn't understand and I guess I couldn't make them. Well I could, but what's the fun in that right? Well the truth was that I couldn't! I still, to this very day, don't know why! I couldn't make them do what I wanted...I even lost the election. It was a landslide, well when you consider everyone else's votes compared to mine. I got 2 votes, both from my followers, Dave Sanders and Kim Hong. I didn't even bother to vote because I figured I had it won. That was probably the most miserable day of my life. It was the day I felt not as the God I was, but as a man. I had been beaten. At first I had thought I was beaten by humans, but then I realized the obvious and very real truth...I had beaten myself by not realizing I hadlimits to my powers. In fact it was on that day that I questioned whether I was even a God or not. Were my school counselors right? Did I just have an over active imagination?
I needed proof! Just one thing to prove, not to them, but to myself that I was a God. What had I done that no one else could do? There was that one boy that I had threatened to kill and then the next day I heard on the news that his family had been robbed and killed. But was that really me? How could I be sure? I needed something else. Just one thing to keep me going. I was stuck in quicksand and falling fast, I needed a branch to grab but there were so many branches and I didn't know which one would be sturdy enough to pull me out. If I kept pulling on flimsy branches they'd all break, I'd lost hope, and sink to the depths of depression, never to rise from it again. Better to wait it out and find the perfect branch. And I did just that!
It was on my third day of thinking that I found an example I could use to disprove it. Well sort of an example. I decided that rather then trying to think of what I had done, why not just threaten to kill someone again and see if they die? And I knew who the perfect individual would be too. Abraham Kingston. He was the boy who beat me in the election. Well technically everyone beat me, but he was the one who took the spot I should have had. I hated him so much I didn't care what happened to him. So I did exactly what I planned to do, I went up to him at lunch the next day and let him have it.
"Hey Abraham!"
"Yea? What do you want? You gonna try and control me like at the election?" he said with one of those fake laughs that you'd think was real if you hadn't known the guy.
"As a matter of fact I am," I said with a smile on my face. "I'm going to kill you before tomorrow, so if you have anything to do in your life, I suggest you get it done today. That's all. Nothin important as you can see. Bye!"
And with that I was off while he told all of his friends while hardly containing his laughter. I knew how glad I'd be when he was gone. He bothered me so much. How could someone like him win the election? What was our school coming to? But after I thought of it awhile, I realized that it wasn't Abraham that was different from everyone else. It was me. He was just like everyone else I knew at our school. They were all the same. I was the outcast. I was the one who thought differently. But what if I could make myself the majority? What if I got to pick who stayed here on Earth and who left? What a world that would be! I just stopped in my tracks on the sidewalk and thought about it. It was just like those moments people talk about. Those moments that seem to last a lifetime. I was in my own private paradise of the mind. I was in a world where no one argued with me, but instead accepted what I had to say and bowed down to my awesome power as their God. Had it not been for the car accident in front of me, I may have stayed in that deep thought for eternity. But sadly my vision ended with a loud shrieking of brakes and a crashing sound just like in any movie, yet magnified ten times in volume because I was actually there. And good thing I was there because I never thought it was possible but my mind went right into my paradise again as soon as I saw what was before me. I stood there with a smile on my face as I stared at the middle of the street and saw Abraham Kingston's dead mangled body smashed through the glass of his mother's car. This made me realize an important point...well important for me: When I own this world, I better make sure my followers wear their seatbelts. The more people there are to worship me, the better.