Levitate

      There were no people around, under the huge mango tree, the wind blows tenderly as the grasses sway, a fine relaxing place for Shawn, he sits on the ground and lays his back towards the tough trunk of the tree.  He then gets his cigarette and lights it up by his match, smoke came out of his mouth and he started to levitate.
      For him, he has super powers for he can move against the laws of gravitation.  He can float and reach anything that he wanted without exerting too much force.  This is what he always does when bored.  He had nothing to do, no family to remember and no friends to be with. 
      Money is not a problem for he’s already a millionaire.  After his parents passed away, Millions worth of properties were left for him and now he’s just using it into worthless activities.  Bars have been his evening resting place, liquor became his best friend and his favorite activity is to play with fire. 
      After flying for hours, he landed on the ground and became an ordinary being, the atmosphere was so warm so he took off his shirt and his sweat were like granules flowing from top to bottom,  he seems so daring with his wet body and his six packs even made him hotter, he was so exhausted.  Silence filled the place until someone came from nowhere and…
      “Ahhhhhhhhhh!”
      In front of him, a lady shouted.  Her eyes became wider as her mouth was left widely open after omitting that irritating noise.   It was his secretary or should I say sexytary. 
      “What?” He asked as his face looked like an angry devil.  He owns a company but he doesn’t mind it so much, he doesn’t want to be pressured.
      “Ahh… Nothing Sir, I’m sorry, sorry.” She can’t take her eyes away from his body as she bites her lower lip.
      Shawn had noticed that thing, so he grabbed her forcefully.
      “No Sir! Don’t! Don’t! Stop!” She was thinking of the worst that will occur, she kept on rejecting him even she wanted that worst to happen.
      Shawn grabbed her towards his room. He pushed her on his bed and locked the door.  His secretary was inside his room, shouting hysterically for she was locked alone and could not go out.
      “I have a challenge for you; find the key on my room, then go out.” Shawn had a shower on the other room, changed his clothes and left his secretary. 
      He again left his responsibilities and went to a bar, there he drunk, wasted his wealth while he played with strippers and enjoyed the night.   While he was already asleep he was left by the ladies alone in a room he paid.
       He felt lonely, again lit his cigarette and he floated in that small room, it’s safe for him to do this thing, no one can see him in that locked room.  He walked in all the corners and he crawled like spider man, he enjoyed and enjoyed.  He was thinking of taking a bath so he brought a bottle of liquor above his bed, he stood up straight and poured the drink on his body, he played rock music and sang, he never noticed that he was already shouting.
      Someone knocked.  His activities stopped then he opened the door. 
      His eyes were as red as a pomegranate, his odor smells alcohol.  His face was unexplainable and could not even alter a word as he faced the person who knocked the door.  He saw his parents. 
      He screamed and awakened from a dream, a bad dream.  The man fixed his self and again he lied back on the bed.  He remembered what happened to his parents five years ago.  It was his first fly, the first time he felt the feeling that he’s against gravity, Shawn was so happy and he could not be disturbed, he tried to bring two knives while he flies and cuts twigs that were near him, then his parents saw what he was doing. 
      “Stop it Shawn!”  his father grabbed him that he couldn’t move his body.  He tried to escape but he couldn’t. 
      His mother just cried and hugged him so tight, Shawn felt nothing at that time then suddenly his hands moved so quickly.  Later he saw his parents, they were so bloody and knives were stabbed on their chest, both of them were already so cold and lifeless. 
      No one saw what happened for the three of them were the only people on that place, it was their rest house and the care takers were away at that time.  Shawn placed his parents in a sack and buried them at the back of the house, beneath the large mango tree.  He cleaned the place where he murdered them and sees to it that no evidence will rise.
       He cried, took a bath and cleansed his body, stains of blood from his clothes faded for he burned them.
After days, he reported to the police station that his parents were lost.  Many investigations were conducted, many announcements were made on radios and televisions, but still, there were no traces where his parents came.  After some years, the titles and declarations of his parent’s properties were successfully transferred to him.
      Now that he’s in a bar, he again stood up and walked, his conscience just faded away. Shawn drove his car and went back to their rest house and there his secretary awaits him together with some men.
He got out of his car and he wondered…
      “Officer, he is the one who harassed and locked me on the room.” His secretary shouted.
Hand cuffs caught him…
      “You have the right to remain silence,…blablabla….”
      “What is the meaning of this? Officer, what have I done?” Shawn looked at the policeman.
      “You bastard, you tried to rape me, remember? You even locked me on the door! And look what the policemen have found in your room.”  With anger, his secretary answered him while she points the sachets and leaves that policemen have sealed. 
      “That’s not mine!” Shawn denied, but then the policemen were suspecting that he’s really the owner of those things for his eyes were still red and he smells alcohol.
      Those things confiscated were sachets of amphetamine hydrochloride and leaves of Cannabis sativa or the source of marijuana.  Those could explain his hyperactivity and his so called floating powers.