I took a highlighter from my bag. A magical highlighter that has made my life difficult lately. I found it falling on the road.
How do I know that whatever sentence I color with highlighter, the object in the sentence will appear in front of me.
I recognised this when I was studying biology about the types of butterflies. When I color the theory about butterflies, they all appear in my room. Imagine what happens if I study history. Die people will come from death.
I looked at the yellow highlighter in my hand. It just a matter of time until the owner looking for me. Hopefully he is not a bad person. Hopefully no evil organization will target this highlighter. I just want to live simply without many problems.