A Reality Slate

John stared at the thing he was holding with wide eyes. What was this?

He found a note beside it;

Thy who found it must keep it safe. Thy may use it as frecquently as thy wish.

John took it downstairs to the living room, hoping he could discover its secrets.

When he arrived, his sister Olive was watching her bitchy tv shows on the tv.

"Hey Olive can you move your fat ass a bit," he asked. Olive just gave him the middle finger.

He held the slate in his arms, he tapped the gem behind the slate three times hoping it will work.

"What'cha got there Dweeb?" Said Olive in a repulsive tone.

"Dont call me dweeb!" He hissed at her. What he did see that when he said that was the emerald was glowing.

"Sure John, I will never call you dweeb again," said Olive in a passive tone.

John just stared at her in shock. He was staring at the slate with wide eyes.

This has a lot off potentiel to do something great.