Intro

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Hiding has always been the norm in my family. Told over and over that we aren't the same as others. Told that not a word should be spoken about our differences because we would always be hunted. An impending doom held over our heads all of our childhood.

For example, once in kindergarten, when my powers weren't exactly under control, I had accidentally showed them. We were cutting and glueing thanksgiving turkeys when I had accidentally cut myself. Since our powers can be governed by emotions, I , as the 5 year old I was, had started to show glimpses of magic. My eyes glowed blue, and sparkles lit up around my shoulders. It was quickly shut down by the shivers that rolled down my spine as I remembered what I had heard all my childhood. DONT show it. So as quickly as they lit up, it calmed down. Frantically looking around the room to see if anyone saw, I assured myself no one did. And so I went through my day worried that someone might have saw. Through recess, lunch, a chilly ride home on the bus, and finally when I came home, I told my mother what had happened. She had immediately called my father to consult him on what to do next. So both my parents called all the adults in for a family meeting. It was decided that we had to move.

For the following weeks, I had heard whispers about how I was too young to have been sent to school. That the life we had was uprooted because of me. That I was blamed for a years work of my family establishing itself in a new area had been thrown away. Of course like I said this was only for a few following weeks. After that, people just blamed it on the fact I was so young. I agree, I shouldn't have been sent into  school so early. Thankfully, a new slip up hasn't happened in the past 11 years, and I've managed to gain friends and a life without having it all uprooted.

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