RE: Qurator's Mischievous Mondays | Reverse Theft: The Secret Giver

I still don't know what or who he was, what his name was, or where he got his powers from. What I do know is that everything changed overnight for me.

Everything in my life was going very wrong; nothing was going right, no matter how much effort or sacrifice I made. Nothing, everything was going downhill. I didn't have a job, I was alone, even my dog had abandoned me for no apparent reason. I was depressed, unmotivated, hungry... I didn't even bathe anymore.

It all happened one Saturday night when I was lying face up in bed, starved, tired, and with very negative thoughts. I had already lost my will to live. Suddenly, he appeared...or so, I can't even remember his form, although I do remember his calm, deep voice as he told me...

If you want, everything will change starting today. Everything you set your mind to will be achieved, your life will improve unimaginably. You will recover everything you once had, you will be happy again...

I had been completely speechless with that presence and those words.

It's very simple...

He continued, in the face of my silence.

All you have to do is dedicate the rest of your life to doing good to others by being a thief, but not a traditional thief, but a thief in reverse. Instead of stealing, you will leave gifts. The gifts will be your source of power and, at the same time, they will be your power. The gift you choose will be able to absorb all the negative aspects you consider to be in the place you leave it and, at the same time, will provide happiness, satisfaction, and good vibes to the family who receives it, as the negative aspect you determined will be eliminated and replaced by its complete opposite. The success of the gift and its effective use will translate into double your prosperity and a source of power so you can continue creating gifts to leave in every house you choose to visit after sneaking into it unseen.

I nodded, speechless, and I was overcome with amazement that completely paralyzed me. I couldn't even think or analyze how I would do it.

I only know that from the next day on, I woke up with incredible energy and skills I didn't know I had. Every time I passed by a house that needed "my reverse burglar services," a higher power told me that was the place, and I automatically came home to build the strangest artifacts I had ever seen, always in a different but common form that would fit that home where I would enter, not to steal, but to leave. Although in a way I stole, yes, I stole the negative, recycled it without knowing how, and converted it into positive energy for myself and for the objectives of my reverse robbery.

The first thing I built, without really knowing how, was a music box that absorbed domestic violence and replaced it with love. That's how I saved the first family, and then the second with a guitar whose sound, whatever it was, attracted optimism and banished pessimism, and the third with a simple door that granted willpower to those whose will was broken.

And so, each family had a different problem, and my energies created an object that transformed everything into its opposite.

My life changed, and so did the life of my city. I became the only good thief in the world, a reverse thief who stole badly and left the good behind.