Story #43: The Magic Tattoo

The Magic Tattoo

     Everybody want to know what will happen in the future. One man has the power to

help you figure out what might happen. His name is Dave Dropping. He is from a small

town in Iowa call Moose. Dave was a 24 year old and had no idea what was about to

happen in his life.

     It was a Saturday morning and Dave was watching his take the bandage off his new

tattoo he had just gotten from the tattoo place from across town.

     “How much did the cost?” asked dave.

     “It really wasn’t that much” replied jeff, “ it only about a hundred bucks which is a

good deal for the this tattoo”

     Dave looked at some more and began to like it even more. Dave had always wanted

a tattoo, but never knew what to get until that moment. He had always wanted a four

leaf clover because he was irish and he aways thought he was lucky but he never

knew how lucky. He went to the tattoo place and the artist drew out the place to do the

clover on his right peck. Dave loved the design and the price that went with it. He got

the tattoo right away. The place he got the tattoo was very painful. He screamed for

awhile when the tattoo guy started. The tattoo took an hour and a half to do.

     “How does it look?” asked the tattoo guy.

     Dave got out of the chair he was in and walked over to the mirror across the room

and looked at his chest

     “It looks great, thank you so much” replied Dave

     After the tattooer but some bandages over the tattoo dave they went to the front

counter were dave paid the man. They shook hands and he was on his way. Once in

the car dave looked at his and notices something funny it was another tattoo. Dave

was confused and didn’t know how it had gotten there.

     Dave flew back into the store and yelled, “Why in the world would you but a picture

of a bus on my hand!”

     “I never even touched your hand with my needle.” said the tattoo artist.

     Dave apologized and went home. On the whole ride home he kept looking at his

hand and asked how. Later that night Dave was watching the news when the top story

came on it was the owner of a tattoo place across town was hit by a bus that night. It

was the same guy who had give Dave the tattoo that same day. Dave looked at the

tattoo of the bus on his hand think what are the odds of that and at the moment the

tattoo of the bus disappeared. Dave was left speechless. He looked at his chest to see

if the clover tattoo was still there and it was, but it had a line in the middle like it had

counted. Dave couldn't let this get to him he had a job interview the next day.

     Dave woke up with a smile on his face. It was the day he was waiting for. The

interview with the president of Google for a management job. Dave went into the

interview and shook hand with him. They both sat down and Dave noticed something

on his hand. A tattoo had appeared of a collapsed building. He couldn’t let it get to him.

They went on with the interview and it went good. The google president said he had

gotten the job. Dave left with a big smile on his face. When dave got to his car he felt

the ground shake. He look in his rear view mirror and watched as the building he had

just come from had collapsed. Dave could not believe it and the tattoo on his hand

faded away. He felt a pain on his chest so he looked and the one had changed to a

two. From that moment he said he would not shake another persons hand, but if only

that would have worked.

     It had been two weeks since he had touched someones hand. Dave was a volunteer

at the high school he went to as a kid. They had an assumably where he gave every

kid a high five as they walked in the gym. After everyone sat down he notice a pain on

his hand and looked it was a picture of a school on fire. He didn’t know how it

happened he hadn’t shook anybodies hand in over two weeks. He ran out to the his

car to get his phone to call the fire department. By the time the answered there was a

huge explosion and the school was engulfed in flames. Again there was a pain on his

chest. He didn’t know if he should look. He ended up looking the number was 502. The

explosion had killed every student that gave him a high five which was all of them.

     Dave did not know what to do with his life. Everyone he touched died. He had

accidentally killed 999 people and just wanted it to end.

     “What would happen if I shake my own hand?” he asked himself.

     He took his right hand and shook his left hand. He shook it for awhile trying to figure

if he had made a good choice, but it was to late to go back now. He separated his

hands and a skull and cross appeared on his hand. That wasn’t the only thing that

showed up. All of the people he had touched and killed appeared all over his body.

Right below the skull words appeared that said “Your luck as ran out.” Dave’s skin

began to dissolve slowly. It was very painful for dave. All of his skin dissolved except

for the clover tattoo. The number on the tattoo changed to one thousand and the tattoo

disappeared.