Okay here's what you need to know, when I state that people thought of me as a witch it was probably true. Because in other worlds there may be no such thing as magic, But in my world it existed.And worst of all, people despised it.
Maybe it was spite, maybe they were jealous, or maybe it was because every sorcerer written in history books had a rotten, twisted, evil soul. But how could they believe that from me?
My town Hillvalley was a small town, and no, not like those towns you see in movies with like twenty people living on the mesa. It was a town of about 300 people living in a small suburban area.
So it only made sense that I knew almost everyone in the town, which is why I was absolutely flabbergasted that the people I had known my whole life could turn on me so quickly, the sweet 16 year old Niza, an outcast.
Yep, thats right as I sat there in shock, probably because a bomb exploded in my face, a person we called old Tim, yelled in his scratchy old man voice.
"Sorcerer!!"
I had simply stared at him, I didint plead my case, I didint testify, I just stared like the idiot I was looking dumbstruck not knowing that every second that ticked by led me closer to my downfall.
"Witch!" Another yelled. And when I say I wanted to cry I mean it. I didint understand, could not contemplate how they thought I was capable of magic!
After all why would I use the most unmagical thing, a bomb to blow up the local shopping mall?
But sometimes people dont think before they act. I knew this because they definitely didint think when they started chanting death threats in my face. Definitely didint think about how they had known me my whole life.
Yeah, and I definitely didint think about my pride when I stood up and ran, ran so fast I couldint breathe, just wanting to escape their calls, their hate. Because never once in my life had I experienced this misery, this loneliness. Never had I had anyone fail to fight for me.
And now here I was feeling like the most hated person in the world...
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