I had wanted it so much. I’d worked so hard for it. When I finally did it I broke down in tears. My troubles were over; I’d be rich, famous and more powerful than any fairly well known celebrity. I’d finally made the pen move using only my mind. I was a god. Then it dawned on me, I’d wanted it so much, I needed so badly to move that pen with my mind that I’d used my hand.

David, Colchester.

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