by my hand

Have you ever place your hand close to your eyesight, positioning it to someone's head or an object. Squishing it or pushing it away by the power of your imagination. As a chld, we do it out of curiousity and sheer curiousity if we had such power.

The television was still in a box-shaped form and heavier than any box. The family was waching the night news. Fatefully, there was a news about a famous figure getting out of jail due to lack of evidence. The parents were furious at their side, the male figure was an alcoholic and his temper was like of a wild beast. He was reported for violence and potential murder of one of his divorced wives. The parents complained of the unjust my age never learn at start, but the sheer anger gave me a clue that the person at the screen is a bad guy.

"Is he a bad guy", the child asked as he placed his toy car at the table.

The father laughed and his mother carried him to bed.

As the child can still see the person at the screen, he placed his hand at the celebrity and close his fist and took a nap at her mother's shoulder.

The news after that was the death of the celebrity fallen into the ground vomitted blood. His head was ugly, and yet it suddenly became deformed, crushed to be precise. It was enough to cause a broken spinal and crack to his brain. Cause of Death. Unknown.