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"What did you do Elizabeth?!" my dad mumbled at me
I held my hands up in defense
"I don't have a single clue-"
Then I thought about it "um I did take this" I said holding up a small little box
"MINTS!?" my dad yelled at me in disbelief as we were coming closer to our car
"Why are we running?" I said. My dad smiled mischievously and held up a second bottle of wine that we didn't pay for
"Dad!" I laughed
"FREEZE" we heard a stiff voice yell at us
"Idiots why would they call the police for a shoplift" I heard my dad groan.

What's police I thought I searched my mind but as I tried to dig deeper a sharp pain formed in my temple. this always happens when I tried to remember stuff like "chips" and when I ate the chips
"Elizabeth" I heard my dad say I turned my head to look at him slightly "you see that vehicle that's coming towards us?" I spotted a black car with bright yellow words on its sides blocking the way out of the trader jo's parking lot
"Yea" I swallowed
"Move it"
Confused I almost tripped
"Move it?! are you crazy I'm not a superhero!"
My dad ignored me "Elizabeth just focus on the vehicle and imagine that you are picking it up with your hand and moving it aside"
"You're not making any sense" I stammered
"Do it Elizabeth!" he yelled "Do it!"

Alarmed by his sudden harshness
I stopped and focused on the car trying to do it with my mind. I could slightly feel the cold metal and I could sense the driver inside a man I thought
I remembered what my dad said "focus on the vehicle and imagine that your picking it up with your hand"
I focused harder, the weight of the car was strength sucking I started to shake slightly
"Elizabeth doesn't focus on the weight focus on moving it" I heard my dad whisper in my ear
I raised my hand using it to guide my strength to the car. it was like throwing a lasso I had to get a grip on the object and then start pulling it with my strength.
I tried once
Twice
Three times
Then I had it! It was like I was holding it in my hand I squeezed my hand slightly turning it focusing on moving it out of the way then it did. It was moving out of the way sparks flew as it scraped against the road I could feel the man's panic as I moved his car with him in it. I heard my dad yell something it wasn't coming through,
I wanted to move it more but my strength was leaving me, black spots started blurring out my vision then I couldn't do it anymore I was too tired my arm dropped along with my body I blinked trying to stay conscious

Was this my dad's test?
Moving the car? Was I failing?
I should get up and move it more I thought
That would make dad happy, he was never really happy always so stiff
Why am I thinking this?..
I closed my eyes trying to block my thoughts and when I opened them again I saw Johnathan's face he was holding me and a strange box to his ear, talking.
Was he talking to me? I couldn't hear him my ears were buzzing,
"What's that" I mumbled pointing at the box
He didn't reply he looked down at me his eyes meeting mine then someone kicked him in the jaw and Johnathan stumbled over letting go of me I reached out my hand and screamed his name.
Then dad picked me up and he said something that I could finally hear clearly
"Oh I never knew you could do it and so soon, come let us go home Elizabeth" he was stroking my face and talking to me like I was a very precious object
He picked me up and brought me to the car I was still looking at Johnathan who was sanding up slowly a bruise was forming around his jaw "Johnathan" I mumbled I wanted him to go away so dad wouldn't hurt him again but he was running towards my dad I thrust out  my hand and I used my unknown power to knock him over
I felt guilty but I was losing consciousness and soon everything was dark 

I could feel someone patting my forehead with a wet and cold cloth.
I groggily opened my eyes to see a face instinctively I thought my dad so I closed my eyes again
"I had a strange dream," I said
I was replied with an "mhm" so I continued
"It was about me having powers. and you were there I moved a car, I went to trader jo's with you we shoplifted and got into trouble with something called police"

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