Storm

Five

I tell my sister everything.She doesn't believe me though because she's a big skeptic."You know what?Fine,don't believe me.But at least see this."I stand up as she stares at me with big brown eyes that I once had.She has the silky brown hair i once had too.

Now I'm getting distracted.I mentally shake my head to clear the thoughts.I hesitate at first afraid I might scare Ali but then I decide to do it.I look down at her sitting on the floor patiently waiting for what I'm about to do.I hold my hands out and close my eyes.Imagining the power from the lights come to me I open my eyes.The lights are flickering and my sister is now standing up .She's not looking at the lights but at my hands.

Just like when it first happened the energy from the lights comes down into my hands and then white lightning forms.I decide Ali has seen enough and I let the energy go back to the lights.They stop flickering and Ali stands looking at me gaping."Told you so."I say after long awkward silence.Her shock turns into a smile."Ok so you weren't lying.But you're going to choose one of the magik sides right?Can you really just choose neither?"She asks."Hm.That's a good question.I don't know if I can but that's what I'm going to do."I say with my arms crossed.

"Do you think I can do magic too?"She jumps onto her bed and waves her hands around."wingardium leviosa."She says.I facepalm and say"That's harry potter you doofus."She drops onto her bed and sinks into it."Oh"Is all she says and sighs.I decide I don't want to completely give her hopes up and say"Who knows you might.I mean mom had magic and so did dad so maybe.I'm proof that it's inherited."This seems to perk her up a bit."Don't tell aunt Merida anything.She might not know about the magik world."I say to Ali.She nods in response.

Later in the day I go to Merida's room upstairs.I knock on the door and I hear her call"Come in."I walk over to her bed and sit.She's in the corner sitting next to her easel painting another amazing painting.Her room is filled with gimcracks and paintings."Merida what was my father like?"I ask her.She stops painting and turns towards me."He was lovely.I was so happy for my sister,your mother,when she finally found someone."She says."But how did he die?My mother never talked about him."She sighs.

She stands up and walks over to me.She grabs both of my hands in hers.She kisses them and then says"You're not ready yet.Another day darling.Another day."