"Come on, darling!" Mother said, calmly, "I need you to go to the shop for me and your sister." I nodded and swiftly walked over to some of the baskets that we use to pop our fruit and bread into,
"So," I commenced, "Just bread and fruit?" Mother smiled softly before nodding her head, soon handing me some money from her purse. My eyebrows furrowed as I saw that she gave me a lot more money than usual,
"Use all of it for me, darling!" She called as I left the house and walking into the cold breeze onto the streets that was somewhat filled with people; as I was squeezing and threading myself through the gaps like a tiny needle, I finally arrived at the small, abandoned shop on the corner of our road. Slowly, I pushed open the door to see, not 1, but 2 of the cashiers lying on the floor - I started panting heavily and I didn't know what to do. I dropped the baskets and went straight through the kitchen to see if there was anyone who could help but as soon as I walked in, the cookers beady eyes landed on my face. My friend who works at the shop, Allison, picked up her kitchen knife and some strong, creme-coloured rope and limped towards me at an uneasy pace. Allison thrusted her arm onto my own and quickly put my back in line with a long, splintery wooden stick, which pierced through my skin as she quickly tied the rope around my hands on the other side of the wood. As soon as I got familiar with all the faces, (Crystal Roberts, Dave Johnson, John Smith, Sarah Fisher) everybody started murmuring the same word,
"Witchcraft, witchcraft, witchcraft, witchcraft!" my chest started rising and falling rapidly. I closed my eyes and in one swift move, my hands freed themselves from the rope and I screamed. A high-pitched ear-breaking scream made everybody fall as the area started to glow a bright emerald green. When I stopped screaming, I looked down at my hands and saw that they glew exceptionally green, then everything went black.
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I woke up with a fright, my breathing unsteady and my face wet and blotchy when I realised that that was only a dream. Slowly, I stood up and crept to my room leaving the Williams' to rest; I got into a vintage green dress and slipped on some black heels that matched perfectly. For some reason, I decided to close my eyes and see if the dream was real - after moments of trying, I suddenly felt a warm sensation grow on my hands and I quickly opened my eyes, only to see my hands growing the same emerald green as in the dream. I lifted my hands over the wardrobe and with a flick of my finger, the door opened. As soon as I heard a knock on the door, I dropped my hands and called,
"Who is it?" I heard a sigh,
"Dylan!" He called back, "Can I come in?" I realised he might've seen me do something, like, saw a bright green light.
"Erm..yea sure!" I called back, as he walked in, he looked worried, I don't know why but he just did. He sat down on my bed and patted for me to sit next to him, he clasped his hands into mine and sighed before saying,
"I have someone I want you to meet, her name is Allison Fi......" I quickly but him off, finishing the name for him,
"Fisher." He looked at me as if I had done something irresponsible, "Allison Fisher, is it. I know her already - I don't know why you are stressing about it we're friends!" I was ''delighted''. Really! What about the dream, you ask? Well, there was no dream, I can forget about it. Dylan smiled and let go of my hands to run to the doors, he opened my door to welcome in a beautiful Allison with a silver necklace and a white satin dress that went to her knees. She ran towards me and gave me a stomach-squeezing hug.
"Oh my goodness, Dylan, you didn't tell me that you met my lovely Victoria!" She exclaimed,
"I didn't know you two had met each other!" He smiled broadly and pecked her on the lips. Pecked her on the lips! Oh my goodness, wow. Could anyone fall in love so fast? I think I already know the answer because I have fallen in love with a smile that is so contagious and a pair of mesmerising eyes that you can get lost in so easily.
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