The Magical Heart

Kayla's Secret

Prologue:

Ever since I can remember, I've caused trouble for those around me. On the very day of my birth, I killed my own mother. No one knew why it happened, but it was just thought of as a coincidence. Not only had I killed my mother, but also the nurses, doctors, and anyone else who touched me. Including my father. Everyone just thought it was a freak accident, but I now know, that wasn't the case.

Chapter 1:

"Bye mom! I'm leaving for school! I'll be back later!" I shouted, feeling extremely excited. Today was my first day of school. I'd been home schooled up until now, and I was excited to finally meet people my age.

I left the house, shutting the door quickly and pulling my fur coat tighter around me. It was late November, and snowing as it had never snowed before. Taking the first step off the large rock that was the porch, I found I sunk into the next stepping stone. It covered my feet and a little more. Finally, I took the last step, and sunk to the ground. The thick snow came up to my knees, and began to soak through my new furry winter pants.

I walked as fast as I could, trying to get out of the snow and cold. Even with all of my fur on, the winter air nipped at my nose and ears, causing them to turn red. I trudged my way through the thick snow until I arrived at the school house. Once inside, I relished the warm air being heated by a steel fire place in the corner of the classroom. Children gathered around it, warming up from the chilling cold from outside. I wanted to join them and warm my freezing hands by the bright, welcoming flames. Unfortunately, I knew I couldn't. It would be too risky.

Instead, I stood a little ways away, trying to get as close as I could manage without being in danger of being too close to anyone. After a few more minutes, the teacher went to her desk and rang a tiny bell to call class to their seats. Everyone rushed to the seats closest to the fireplace, hoping they could get the warmest seats. I had to avoid getting too close to anyone, so I went to the back of the class, the farthest spot from the fire. I froze there, in the back of the class. Even with all of my furs on, the cold managed to seep in and make my teeth chatter.

The class was fairly boring, to be frank. I had expected much more. I thought about playing with the other children all day, throwing snowballs and laughing. My mother and I had lived so far away from the village, we were almost considered as not being villagers. I had never really grown up knowing many children, but I saw them when my mother and I went into the village to trade food we had grown for supplies. They were always having so much fun playing with one another. I had asked my mother if I could go to school so that I could be like that too. Always happy, laughing, having fun.

I became happy when we finally had recess. My hopes would finally we realized. I could run, laugh, and play with the other children. At least, that's what I thought. When recess finally came around, I was so excited and ready to play. The kids all rushed out, happy and eager. Almost at once, they started to talk of making two teams to play a game. They chose the two captains; a girl and a boy. Then they began choosing who they wanted on their teams. When I was the last player left, they started to play without saying which team I was on.

I ran after them, asking, "What team am I on?"

The girl laughed while the boy just looked down at me and said, "You're not on either of our teams. Go play by yourself." With that, they ran off, hiding behind trees and large rocks, gathering snowballs.

I had never known what being left out had felt like, but now I had. It was a very painful thing that I wished I hadn't experienced. It was not something I had expected from the kids who were always happy and smiling. It left me feeling shocked, lonely, and most of all, hurt. That was when I noticed a young boy sitting by the door of the classroom, looking at snowflakes he caught in his gloves melt. I walked over to him, hoping he might be my friend. As I approached he looked up at me, and watched me walk over and sit next to him. He seemed very surprised, and gawked at me.