Every child has their own superpower; it is widely known. I once heard someone say they could control the wind, but sadly, I was less poetic. My magic ability was moving subway trains with my mind: stopping at the stations, opening and closing doors, and starting again.
Every child has to lose their superpower as they grow up. I was ready to forsake mine a long time ago, but magical thinking still finds a way.
Stand clear of the closing doors.