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get well soon
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this is a story about neko's hand. you don't know where it has been before, you just know about it now. it's chubby and pale, just like every white chocolate oreo all together sucked within a gravity vortex. but there was a surprising detail, neko's index finger was perfectly designed and shaped. all its elegance could embrace every bully or thief he'd had to face in those cruel, harsh times. his index finger was his only hope and only escape whenever he got trapped in a bad situation; no other finger of every human being had this unknown and mysterious power. every boy and girl wanted the finger, even some of them named neko their super hero for his graceful acts: he stopped a robbery with his finger, he made bullies get scared with it, he made dogs respect their owners, he helped blind people cross the street and elderly get older in a retirement home. oh, so many glorious achievements he accomplished. however evil was about to happen. neko fisted so hard that his hand got sore, and, unluckily, his index finger got damaged the most. the kids walked to him and asked what was going on with their favorite super hero. neko couldn't believe it, he lost his powers. he wonders now what will its destiny be, since his forceful index finger was all he had.

to be continued...