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y/n's:



today is monday, i've been locked up in my room for the rest of the week after what happened.



i didn't want to go to school, people will just make fun of me there, people will just eye me again with disgust, people will just bad mouth me like what they always do. and i'm tired of it.



my cousins tried their best to make me go out of my room and attend school but i didn't listen, they couldn't do anything whenever i used my cursed power to them. telling them to get out and them being forced to do it.



but today, i realized i'm already done of being weak.



i wore my uniform and brushed my long black hair with gray highlights. grabbing my backpack, i went downstairs not even caring if i didn't wear my contact lens, that shit is irritating my eyes. i placed my airpods on my ear and put the volume of my phone high.



i shouldn't be scared of them, i am beyond powerful than them but doesn't mean i'm taking advantage of what i'm capable of. i just want to remind myself that i shouldn't let them get into me.



my feet stopped walking when i found myself standing in front of the school's gate. a deep sigh escaped my lips before i continued walking nonchalantly.



y/n, you shouldn't care about what they will say about you. it will not do any good on you.



murmuring was heard all over the school when i entered. i walked with my chin up and with confidence making the murmurs even louder when they saw my eyes. i walked passed them not showing care with what they are talking about.



"she's a monster"

"she manipulated ara's mind real quick"

"but ara said she couldn't remember doing such thing to that witch"

"come on she's a witch obviously she manipulated their minds, telling them to forget what happened"

"don't come near her, she might do the same to us"



even though the volume of phone is really high, i'm still able to hear their conversations. pursing my lips tightly, i opened my locker only to see a lot of papers slid into it.



hate notes. even death threats. but one specific note caught my attention, i picked up the blue paper and read the message written on it.



witches killed my parents in that forest, what if you're one of them that killed my parents. i despised y'all



forest? i only know one forest where people got killed, the black witches' forest.



when i was a kid, i saw a little boy in that forest, it was dangerous for him to be there because if the black witches smelled him he would die. the black witches made potion to be able to smell normal people that enter their forest. so, i dragged him out of there but when we heard an explosion he told me that his parents was there.



one thing is for sure, we, white witches, don't kill in the forest. we only kill in the place where there are bad people, like the bank the other night.



there's something inside me that's telling me to look for the person who wrote this. i don't know why but i just have this feeling that what if this is that boy in the forest?



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