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The laser gun hummed in my hand. I finally figured out this four pound hunk of triggers and buttons. Blam! The red dome hit indicator flashed red. My life force dropped two levels. The power of suggestion was so strong I actually felt weaker.

I remembered the shield button and pressed. My face glowed green from the shield light on the back of my laser. As I ran for cover I discovered my gun was a girl. She said, "Your life force is dangerously low."

I mentally rejected that and jumped into the dark hall firing as fast as I could. Although the game ended for me right then, I still reject that idea. My life force is stronger now than before the laser tag game with my kids and friend Paul Zak.

I'm in a home where everyone plays.

My Life force is high.