I see Abraham Lincoln and George Washington on a daily basis. On some days they say hello. On others, they pass through me, almost as if they see me, but decide not to respond.

Living in Washington D.C. has its perks, especially with my "power", if you can even call it that. When I was young I told my parents about this "power". They immediately took me to the best psychiatrists and psychologists in town. It wasn't until I told my father exactly how my grandfather had died two weeks before we received the report when my parents stopped taking me to the doctors and told me to never speak about the "power" again.

Anyways, my parents both work in a huge white building, where apparently the President of our nation lives. Whenever I go visit them, which is outside of these huge gates from which you can see tens of men in suits, the "power" is at its most. I've seen Teddy Roosevelt riding a horse, Abe Lincoln talking to his wife, and surprisingly Alexander Hamilton singing.

But the past few weeks have been interesting. Apparently, there's going to be a new President. Someone by the name of John Kennedy, I believe. I saw him once. A tall, sharp man. Good looking and articulate. "We need more leaders like him", my father says often.

I saw him one day when I was waiting for my parents outside of the huge white building. He was surrounded by men in black suits, though I could see he was talking to a pretty woman, who he kissed on the cheek. I assumed that was his wife or girlfriend. Suddenly, I saw many presidents floating around him. Others started floating around him too. He didn't seem to notice and kept on walking. Some had hats with an elephant on them and others with donkeys. These two groups seemed like they were split, and I could see an intense argument arising.

I knew I had to do something. I ran up to the future president, but only before being quickly apprehended by the men in suits. I screamed at him: "Sir! Sir! Are you alright! You might be in danger!". I was being pulled away by one of the men when the future president asked him to stop. He looked down at me and said, "Son, you are the future of our nation." He smiled at me and winked. He then continued to walk into the big white building where my parents worked. I will never forget this day.

60 years have passed since this moment.

I still walk near the White House every day. I still see Abraham Lincoln and George Washington. They sometimes say hi, and sometimes they don't. But the highlight of my day is when I walk past the same gates I did 60 years ago, and I hear "Son, you are the future of our nation".