the magical heritage

chapter 3

"There should be another place to put the gem, you just have to feel arou-" Angela was cut off by her son, Arthur shouting, "HA, FOUND IT!" Arthur exclaimed proudly. Arthur inserted the gem into the rune and the secret exit opened and there was a blinding light.

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Oliver woke up with a gasp, his vision blurry. A coat of sweat layered his body when he awoke from his very, very vivid dream.

That, what in the world was that. It-it felt so real, as if I was really there. I guess it makes sense that I dreamt about that, after all I am, supposedly Morganna's namesake. I don't understand why I keep having the same dream. Every time I have this dream, it feels more and more real, over and over again, never going past the secret passage exit, where it seems I am enveloped in light. It feels so warm, a feeling of safety and comfort.

After a few minutes of calming down I decided that I should probably go take a shower before I get dressed and ready for the day, so that is what I do. Just as I am heading towards the bathroom which is connected to my room, I remember that I should probably grab a towel, and some clothes to change into after my shower. So I change my direction and head towards my walk in closet. First I grabbed a towel, which I threw over my shoulder. Then I grabbed a pair of jeans, and a plain dark blue shirt which was hanging up on a clothes hanger together.

I've always preferred to have a set of clothes already picked out instead of spending time in the morning finding things that will go well together. So I always, when doing my laundry, pair up my clothes so I can grab a set, put them on and go.

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Once I got out of the shower, I dried off and went to the sink to brush my teeth. Afterwards I combed my dark brown hair, though it's so dark it seems to be black, but in the right light, you can tell it is just a very dark brown, to the side, fixing my horrible bed head, even though I just had a shower.

Quickly, I get dressed, careful not to mess up my hair too much and put my dirty laundry in my hamper. Before I leave my room, I grab my dark blue denim jacket which was hanging beside my bedroom door, and put it on. Finally I head downstairs to make breakfast, seeing as it is only six thirty in the morning.

I always prefer to get up early in the morning, even though I don't have to. It's nice to enjoy the quietness of the house in the early morning where the sun is just barely peeking over the horizon.

Getting up early has other perks as well, because I have time to do other things instead of rushing to get to school in the morning if I were to wake up later, like my younger brother, Jake always tends to do.

I am cut off in thought by the sound of sizzling bacon, the smell of freshly made pancakes, as well as the smell of freshly picked strawberries. My favorite breakfast,I think to myself and rush to the source of the smell and smile once I enter the kitchen. "Mother, what's the occasion, my birthday isn't for another month?" I ask through a bright smile.

A blush creeps up on my face when I notice the pancakes are rainbow colored.

"I see you've figured out what the occasion is now" my mother chuckles out fondly.

It was two years ago today, when I came out to my mother and brother, it was probably the scariest day in my life. When they hugged me and said they loved me no matter what, I felt extremely happy and safe, knowing they would always stick with me no matter what. That's why this day is so special to me, the day I knew my family would stick by my side forever.