Life, Achievement/ Win
Allison consciously uses her telekinetic powers to move a pencil for the first time.
She breathed faster and could vaguely hear her pulse in her ears, a drumroll for the momentous event about to occur. The pencil stood on its end and danced there for a second before spinning upwards and lodging itself in the ceiling. Allison instinctively flew back out the way of the deadly arrow. She stared up at the ceiling, panting as if she just ran a marathon. A smile crept on her lips, and she began to laugh. The sound bounced around the room, an alien noise she barely recognised.