one time as a kid I forcefully shoved two magnets together, and these were the strong magnets my dad used in his shop to pick-up missing little metal bits, and I held them really tightly in the palm of my hand, went up to this one kid who legit said things like âI think black cats are bad, they should be drownedâ and drew crosses on the notebooks of kids if she found out they didnât go to church, I told her âHey. Iâm a witch. If you donât stop trying to hurt animals and picking on kids, Iâll use my magic to throw you into the skyâ, and when she dared to doubt my powers I told her that I had two ârocksâ in my hand that I could send across the playground, then I opened my hand the the magnets shot off in two different directions (we were over in a spot that was empty, so no other kids were around, nobody got hurt), one of them stuck to a drainpipe and the other stuck to a fence. This kid SCREAMED, and ran to the office, and I guess had her mom pick her up from school, and then she wasnât there for a couple of days, finally her mom called my house and claimed I had âtraumatized her daughter by performing a terrifying magic trickâ, and when my parents asked what I did I just said âI showed her a magnet and she flipped out. Sheâs not gonna be happy when she finds out about gravity, eitherâ. eventually this kid came back to school and always made a point to come up to me and say âHey, my mom told me not to talk to you!â, and would just be like âGood job, you already screwed that upâ