Winter
I softly grabbed his hand and turned it over to where his palm was facing up. It was already black with blisters. I looked at him.
"This is gonna be cold, really cold, but don't move." I warned. He just stared at me. I nodded slightly and looked at him hand.
I grabbed his hand a little more tighter with my left hand while putting my right hand softly on his hand. I closed my eyes to concentrate because I'm getting distracted just by looking at his face. I felt the cold power running through my veins to my right hand.
"Ah!" He yelled. I got a tighter grip on his hand.
"Sh!" I snapped. I felt him start to tense. I took my hand off of James's hand. I opened my eyes and looked at his hand.
"Wh..." He whispered. He looked at his hand. It was healed, no more blisters. He got his other hand and started to run his thumb around his palm, then look at me.
"Who are you?" He asked. I sighed softly and got up. I started to walk away to the kitchen. I heard James get up and follow me. "How did you do that? Shatter the bullet like glass, freeze the doorknob, heal my hand?" He asked. I turned around.
"Look, if you tell anyone about what just happened, you will pay." I warned harshly.
"I won't tell anyone unless you tell me who you are and how you can do all those things." He demanded. I pressed my lips together and held my breath. I finally closed my eyes and sighed in disappointment.
Should I tell him or should I not?
"My names is Winter Jan Meg. I am a Ice Witch from Britain. And I'm wanted in five countries."
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The Witch Next Door
Teen FictionJames Green is a sixteen year old farmer who lives on a farm with his dad and his little sister, Cj. One day, he goes to find a job and runs into a new girl in town, Winter Meg. James figures out that Winter does have a world of her own, and needs t...
