Magic, Spells, and Love

Part 2

I double check the clock, making sure today is the day. Like I originally thought, it was. My mind drew a blank for a minute, my headache getting worse and worse. 'Just get some aspirin and take a shower. Don't complain.' I think to myself. I decide to get a shower. The cold water always calms my head. After 30 minutes I get out and put my robe on. I sit on the floor, my head between my knees, trying to calm my head and stomach. I had a migraine. Once I felt well enough to stand, I exit my bathroom into my room. I walk straight to my dresser without even thinking about turning the light on. I pick out floral skinny jeans and a black cropped T-Shirt. Once dressed, I look into the mirror; my tangled, dark ginger hair falling down my right to my hips. The color of my bright green eyes brought out by my red freckles that dotted my face. My thin body made look even thinner by my black shirt... My pale skin looking sick and ghost like. I did not like my appearance very much. But instead of beating myself up over it, I go back onto my bed and sit upon the covers to think. 'How had that happened earlier?' Only one answer for that one. I am wrong in the head. I think about the problem for a while. After 5 I get frustrated. I can't seem to think of an answer! All of a sudden the lightbulb of my room exploded into thousands if shards. A shriek escapes my lips. "What the he....." I break off. All of a sudden an owl appears at my window. Not knowing what to do, thinking its all my imagination, I close my eyes. After counting to ten with my eyes closed, I hear a tapping at my window. I look at the window, but nothing is there. I let a sigh of relief leave my mouth. I sit there for a minute. 'Why an owl. Why a damn owl. Any animal in the world, and you imagine an owl at your window... Psycho...' I think to myself over and over again....

The tapping continued on, though every time I would check, nothing would be there. I shake my head viciously before standing up and walking back to my bathroom muttering "the owl, the light" over and over again. How had mum not heard all of this? She obviously was sleeping... Once in my bathroom, I dry and curl my hair. Today was Monday. School started in exactly one month. Great. I'm not one who likes school. I get good grades, but no one likes me. They say I'm odd, and I am. My only friend is this girl named Lily. But she moved to Norway in June... Enough about that though... My head still was throbbing after drying my hair. By the time i was done curling, it was almost 6. I sit back down on my bed, throw a pillow over my face, and close my eyes....

~*~Vision~*~

It was dark. I was alone, walking down a black corridor...

"Dani...." A strange voice whispered from behind... I turn around, still unable to see.... Clutching at my ribs, which felt as If they would disappear if I let go of them...

"Wh-who are you?" I whisper back... No answer...

"Who are you!" I shout.... Still no answer....

~*~Present~*~

Yet again, I awaken, sweating, breathing heavily, clutching my ribs. They did not hurt as my head had. My pillow fell off my face as I bolted upright again... I was so full of confusion and anger at the invisible source of sounds.... I shove the pillow in my face, fall back, and scream at the top of my lungs... I hear footsteps prodding the steps in a hurry... The next second mum comes in panting... She runs to where I lay, now motionless and wanting to scream again. "Danielle... What's wrong, love! Answer me! Please!" But the truth was I couldn't answer her. All I could do is blink... It was like I was in a trace, a trance where I was cut off from communication. I stare up at her, she had removed my pillow. I try moving my hand to put a strand of hair out of her face, but I can't. She looks at me, worried. Her beautiful face gaunt in the dawn moonlight... My chest feels like its closing in to suffocate me... Mum tries talking to me again. All I can do is blink at her.... Then all of a sudden, it feels as if the weight of the world is lifted... I start breathing hard, looking around frantically, not able to remember the last 5 minutes... "Mum? Wha-what happened...?" I ask her worriedly, still searching the room... She sits there on my feet, the world seemed frozen..... The owl on my windowsill tapping wildly......I stare at it... For a split second, I thought I saw a man... A flying man behind the beautiful owl... The world started moving again... Mum looked at me for a few seconds before enclosing me in a tight hug.... "Dani... I have waited for this day ever since you were born!" She tells me, smiling... "You've waited for my 14th birthday since I was born?" I ask her, bewildered. She just looks at me like I'm forgetting something. "You didn't cause what had just happened?" She asked, clearly upset. "No.. I'm a human. We can't do things like that mum. What has gotten into you?" I state, speaking very slowly... "Oh. Right. Of course. Well happy birthday babe. I'll be downstairs making breakfast. It'll be ready in an hour. See you..." She said while walking out of my room, frustrated and disappointed.... Why me? Why did everything I do this morning result in confusion and frustration? I screamed on the inside while punching my pillow. Then I stop all of a sudden... I think about what mum had said... About me causing all those things... I start thinking if there are things out there that can do things like that.... What if i.... What if I am one of them