You are a cop who can teleport
Don’t we all love superhero movies? Those incredible powers that these larger-than-life heroes possess are almost unthinkable in the real world. I am sure each one of you, at some point in life, must have imagined getting one of these. Just secretly hoping you get bitten by a spider that gives you the ‘Spidey-Sense’, or wake up one fine day and suddenly be able to read minds. Be honest. You have thought of it. Have you not?
I am letting you in on a secret today. I am a policeman. An honest, hard-working policeman. I wake up every day, go to work, chase thieves, and put the bad guys in jail. But sometimes, my job is not as easy as it may sound. There are men and women who lie. There are people who commit crimes and hide weapons in unreachable places. Most of the time, crimes are committed when nobody hears or sees the culprits.
But I do not get hassled because I have a superpower. I can teleport. It means that I can travel across space and distance instantly, without having to drive my jeep or ride on my motorcycle. Trust me, it comes in quite handy. It saves precious time during which criminals can flee or crucial evidence can get lost.
Even my superiors have been unable to grasp how I can catch criminals so quickly. Their years of experience in dealing with these goons, and chasing after the bad guys, could not help them do it. But they don’t know my secret.
This one time, a resident close to our police station had called the control room claiming his house had been burgled. The thief had even injured his adorable dog. This angered me even more than the burglary. I went to their house to inspect the scene. Some valuables were taken. The poor dog sat there in pain, blood oozing out of his face. The thief could not have gone far. The houses there had connecting roofs. I simply teleported myself to the next block, sprinting from one house to another. I found the guy trying to get off the terrace at the last block I was inspecting. His friend was waiting in the street downstairs. Just as they were about to get away, I caught them, red-handed, with all the loot stuffed in a backpack. The expression on their faces was hilarious.
You must be wondering how I got my superpower. That is also a secret and a story for another day.
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