I was in my room, as usual, listen to soft inspirational music. Thoughts and fantastic ideas swirled to me.

I must hold my pen and write, I guess I'm lazy to drop them as words, let them stay as images, like wow how can some people read others minds?

Like fine they read their body language but that's not enough, wait what if they corporate with devils?

And what if they can do a loop through time? But it's not possible.. Mmm then what if they use the magnetic filed to force them to give some signs of their past?

How on earth can that girl move things through her eyes?

I must find a way to let an object moves in a speed of light without being chattered?

Man it was funny that day when we played together, especially how I picked fights with Zack he's a big coward. And my God she never stop laughing it's so cute! And the way she mov-

"Uta, darling come here" my mom called me.

I replied "yes mom, coming''

Wait what?

What was I doing?

Where were I?

What just happened?

Dang I forgot.

"I'll remember later"

I walked into the living room and saw my dad, hold a pen and making some calculations of stuff I careless about.

My mom was talking on her phone so I stood beside her and formed an average smile because it is a rule "A child must smile in his parents faces" so yeah, whatever.

She pointed to me towards TV remote control that as I suppose isn't working. So I gradually muttered  some annoying stuff "can I for once been called so I won't fix anything? Nope on my dreams" my dad gasped "what did you say kid?". I nod with no. So, I let my legs to move and reach my distinction. I grabbed the broken device and started to examine it, in will of mending it.

"son we are moving" my dad spoke softly.

"moving... Wait what?"