Telekinesis by Brandon Mendoza
The way I felt the first time I thought something magical happened to me was like a sudden urge to do whatever I wanted. Something in me just felt like everything was cool. Like the unstoppable urge to keep pointing at things, but I didn’t, because I was scared at the same time, if that makes sense. Like you have to think about what if you pointed at the ground then a bird just fell out of nowhere and just sat there, dead. You wouldn’t be scared for yourself, thinking like, what if I point at someone and they just collapsed right in front of me, dead. That’s an unexplainable thing, and the way the impact sounded when the bird dropped sounded crazy, and I was frightened because it happened out of nowhere, like I said. But I looked up at the sky and raised my hand, then pointed at myself, sweating. Then I thought I was gonna die. Thank the Lord I didn’t, but when you have the urge, it’s like you’re too curious to see what would happen to you if you did it to yourself. Then, right after I walked around pointing at things, I realized that if I was to hold my finger steady, pointing at the object, it’s like I can move it around. I found that out when I was walking to the back of an alleyway and saw a trash can. Since I was more curious, I pointed at the trash can and found out that while pointing at it, I was able to move it around, and realized it was like a mixture of Telekinesis, so afterwards, while I was playing around with the new ability, I discovered people noticed a loud noise around the area and called the police. Before they got there, I left and never went back there.
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