Future Dark Part 1

"Alright, children, I want each of you to pass down your future plans down once finished. You still have plenty of time, so, please. No need to rush." The teacher walked down the classroom, checking up on each of her students, giving any aid where needed. This was until she stopped at the far end, sighing. "Diego, you need to put down something."

A young Diego no older than twelve stared blankly at his sheet with the task of putting down what he wanted to be when he's older. After nearly 30 minutes, he had barley wrote his name, let alone the first sentence. "I just don't know what to write…"

"There must be something you enjoy, Diego? Tell me, what are you good at?"

Diego shrugged his shoulders, giving off a blank stare. "I don't know; my mum says I'm a lucky guesser."

"What about the guitar? You take guitar lessons, right?"

"I gave that up a few weeks ago."

"Alright, what about the baseball team. You were a pitcher for that, correct?"