Inspirational digit fiction

Magic Finger Superpower

The tragic tale of a loving boy

It was in the tenth summer of Kevin’s young life that the magical event happened. Up until then he was just a normal boy living a normal life. But on that hot summer afternoon in the forest when he gained his superpower his life would change forever — and so would the lives of thousands of people.

In the late afternoon after school Kevin would sit with his siblings in the living room of the family home while their parents watched the news on TV. To Kevin it was like watching a horror movie. Endless footage played out on the news of people suffering. People around the world were seen being attacked and persecuted and arrested and put in cages. He saw starving children and sick adults and family homes being bombed. He saw tear gas cannisters explode and police batons landing on the heads of people who were marching and pleading for a better and fairer life.

In school he learned about Gandhi, Mandela, Mother Theresa, Martin Luther King, Jr., and others who worked tirelessly to improve the lot of humankind. He read about about how movements of peaceful protest drastically changed the lives of millions. He learned about how love could change reality.

But he never saw any of that on the TV news.

A strong desire developed within Kevin to somehow make a change in the world. He wanted to love people and help them in some way. He wanted to be like Gandhi and the rest. A surge of love grew in his heart for people everywhere. But he did not have any idea of how he could help.

On the edge of the subdivision where Kevin lived with his family was a small swath of forest. On occasions when he could evade the watchful eye of his parents and siblings Kevin would go out into this forest to seek refuge from the craziness of the world around him. This little patch of nature was the only place where he could feel completely at peace.

He had a special spot where he could sit next to a small creek leaning up against a tree and thoroughly relax. The sound of the birds and the babbling water put him in a deep state of serenity. He came to this spot as often as he could.

But then one day it happened.

Kevin was sitting in his spot listening to the birds and the water when suddenly a young woman descended from the sky down through the forest canopy and landed on the ground in front of him. She was wearing a cape and a skin-tight colorful costume with a thick magic belt and magic bracelets and a jeweled crown atop the thick auburn hair on her head.

Seriously alarmed, Kevin jumped to his feet, “Who are you?”

“I’m an angel.”

“An angel? You don’t look like an angel to me.”

“Listen kid, fashion is always changing. In the past we would show up with white-feathered wings and white robes with auras of golden light. Nowadays, in order to get through to kids we have to show up in superhero attire.”

Kevin first felt a twinge of fear but with each passing second in the presence of this superhero angel he felt more relaxed.

“We angels have heard your prayers before going to bed for the last couple of weeks.”

“You have?”

“Of course. In the Universe all prayers are heard. You have been praying for a superpower with which you can help alleviate the suffering of humans. Am I right?”

“Well… uh… yeah.”

“Well I am here to grant you that superpower.”

“You are?”

“Yes. Listen, just trust me and stop making me repeat everything. You are right-handed, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Well give me your right hand.”

Kevin held out his right arm and hand and the superhero angel grabbed his hand with both of her hands. As she began massaging his hand warm tingling sensations erupted in the hand and began traveling up his arm and throughout his body. Kevin had never felt anything like that before.

The superhero angel then began massaging the right index finger of his hand. The sensations were so powerful that he could barely even feel that finger anymore. Kevin felt like he was about to faint.

Abruptly, the superhero angel dropped his hand, “Okay, you now have your superpower and it is located in the index finger of your right hand. If you see something or someone who needs a dose of uplifting love just point your finger at them and visualize a laser beam of white light coming out of your finger towards them. When it hits them they will be overcome with joy, uplifted with love, and healed. It’s that simple. Practice your new superpower and learn to use it wisely. With it, you can help to change the world, just like you asked to be able to do.”

With this, the superhero angel crossed her wrists over her heart, closed her eyes, and zoomed up into the sky with cape flapping in the wind. Within just a few seconds she had disappeared.

Over the course of the next few days Kevin began testing his new superpower. He saw two dogs fighting at the park. He pointed his finger at first one then the other dog, shooting them with his magic love energy. Almost immediately the two dogs stopped fighting and sat down as they turned to look at Kevin with loving eyes.

He then tried it with two boys who were fighting on the school playground. Very quickly, the two boys stopped fighting and began playing nice with each other.

Then he saw a young married couple arguing in a parking lot. He shot them both with his magic finger and within seconds they were hugging and crying and kissing each other.

Kevin was amazed by his new superpower. The more he tried it, the more he used it. It really worked! Before long he was pointing his magic finger at people everywhere. Where ever there was conflict he pointed his finger and shot his magic superpower. And everything changed.

But whenever Kevin was with his mother at the grocery store or at the mall or anywhere, when he pointed his finger his mother would immediately slap down his hand, saying, “Stop that Kevin! Pointing at people is rude!”

Kevin quickly learned not to point at people when he was with his mother or any other disapproving adults. But when he was alone he began doing it all the time. He felt so good knowing that he was helping to change the world.

One day Kevin’s mother had a doctor’s appointment for a routine examination at the hospital. She could not find a babysitter to watch Kevin so she brought him with her to the hospital. She sat him down in a chair in a lobby that overlooked the emergency entrance to the hospital.

“Listen Kevin! I won’t be long. I need you to promise me that you will not get out of this chair until I come back. Okay?”

“Okay.”

“Just sit here quietly until I come back. I mean it! No crazy stuff. Just sit here until I get back.”

“Okay mommy.”

As Kevin sat there for almost forty-five minutes he watch all the sick people coming in through the emergency entrance. They all appeared very sickly. Some of them could barely walk. Instinctively, he pointed his magic finger at each of them and shot them with his superpower of love.

Kevin’s mother eventually came back and took him home. But the hospital staff was very confused by the fact that everyone who came in through the emergency entrance to the hospital over the course of almost an hour was somehow cured of their ailments before they could even see a doctor.

It was odd.

The hospital was not far from Kevin’s home. During those times when he was not under direct parental supervision Kevin would sneak off to the hospital to sit in that same lobby and ‘shoot’ sick people as they entered the hospital with his magic finger superpower.

It was not long before the hospital board convened an emergency meeting. A significantly large number of potential patients were being cured as they entered the hospital before they could even be seen by staff. This had to be stopped. A great deal of profit was slipping like sand through the fingers of the hospital.

The hospital director called the police who then called the F. B. I. Hospital surveillance video footage showed a young boy pointing his finger at patients entering the hospital and it was those patients who were mysteriously being healed.

Although he was unaware of it, little Kevin was soon being followed and surveilled by the F. B. I.

One day while sitting on a park bench watching and shooting all the joggers and walkers and dog-walkers pass on the walking trail, two unidentified, plain-clothes police officers suddenly appeared on either side of Kevin.

“Would you please stand up?”

Conditioned to always obey authority figures, Kevin stood up.

Quickly, one of the officers pulled Kevin’s arms behind him and hand-cuffed him. “You are under arrest,” is all that was said.

Kevin was then taken into an unmarked van and taken away. Kevin knew that if he could shoot his superpower at the officers they would be nicer to him but with his hands tied behind his back he was unable to use his superpower.

The next day two F. B. I. officers appeared at Kevin’s home. They told his mother that he had been arrested for terrorist activities… but not to worry. He would be returned to his family soon. He would only be spending a short amount of time at a mental health facility for the criminally insane.

At the facility Kevin was drugged and forced to go through torture and subliminal hypnosis. He was hypnotized into believing that he had no superpower and that he could not help anyone with it.

Eventually, Kevin was returned to his home. He was a changed kid. He almost never spoke and he never played with his siblings. He just sat on the couch looking blank-faced at the TV. His parents were gravely concerned and his siblings thought that he had turned into a zombie. This went on for weeks. Kevin never pointed his magic finger at anybody.

But then one night Kevin was brushing his teeth before bed. As he stared at his image in the bathroom mirror a memory suddenly erupted in his thoughts. He moved his toothbrush from his right hand to his left hand. Instinctively, he then pointed the index finger of his right hand at the image of himself in the mirror. He then shot that laser beam of love energy at himself in the mirror.

He quickly rinsed his mouth. Looking back at his image in the mirror he suddenly remembered his superpower and his deep desire to help all humans. Suddenly, he was himself again.

Little superhero Kevin was back!

Copyright by White Feather. All Rights Reserved. This is a work of fiction.

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