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I've been working construction most of my life. My father buys broken houses and then fixes them up and rents then out. As I got older I'd have more responsibility, running electricity, carpentry and plumbing. My father went color blind when I was younger so I also pick the paint color and pick the design for the rugs and carpets.
I was standing in one of his newer houses blankly looking at one of the walls in the dining room. It was painted a muted pea soup color and I just couldn't get over how ugly it was. If it were only slightly brighter it wouldn't need to be repainted. I saw it in my head what I wanted it to be and I snapped my fingers. And the wall changed color.
I snapped my fingers again and the wall changed again. Every time I snapped, it changed. I looked over at the door way leading to the living room. Holding my hands out I framed them with the door way. As I pulled my hands apart the the door way became wider. I knew at once I could do anything. I could alter reality.
My father encourage me to fix up his houses. After a couple of months and many houses later. I ended up in a house with a family already living there. They had a oval shaped rug that was plaid. Try as I might the colors would change and alter simultaneously. I furiously snapping my fingers trying to get the colors perfect. That's when I looked up and saw the family's young son starring at me wide eyed. He looked around eight or nine. I quickly made an excuse that I needed to work on something in the basement and started walking down the stairs only the suddenly realise that the stairs ended at a wall. Turning around, I saw the boy was half way down the stairs blocking my path.
"Now that I caught you, you have to give me your gold." He said still wide eyed. I laughed a little as I started climbing towards him.
"You're thinking of leprechauns. " I was eye level with him now glaring right back at him. "I'm a completely different monster." I took two more steps and was towering over him. "If you want to capture me, you'll need to bind my hands with hair that's yellow as gold." I put my hand on his shoulder and walked past him. "Sorry son, maybe when you're older. "
