Once again, I arrive home late, and full of concern. Everything is happening so quickly, and I can't seem to slow it down.
"Nice of you to join us." my foster mum snaps, laying the table with old cutlery.
"I'll set the table!" I shout, perhaps with too much excitement.
"What do you want?"
"Nothing, I just want to change to make things better."
"Well. Thank you very much Kacey." she says, a beaming smile plastered across her face.
I lay the rest out, careful to check for any food stains left behind. There wasn't, but a fork was slightly bent out of shape. I give this one to myself, suddenly proud of my selfless actions.
Everyone else joins me around the table. My brother Harvey and sister Scarlett, settle down, faces prepared for either horror, or complete delight.
Look at their reactions when the food is placed down, I can tell they are completely satisfied with the food supplied. Simply fish and chips, typical British food.
"Thanks mum." I say, with my mouth full, munching away at the beautiful salty taste.
When returning back to my room, I feel different. I feel like everything is the same again.
I swing my door open, slam it behind me, and dump my body onto my comfy bed. I relax - feeling any tension release.
Opening my laptop, it goes straight to the third eye website. I click off it, logging onto my Emowire account.
I have a little blog on there, but I haven't updated in ages.
18/05/17
It's been a weird and eventful week. I've opened my third eye, and to be honest, I'm kinda regretting it. I keep hearing this voice talking to me, and seeing new things. I thought I'd like it, but now I'm actually regretting it.
I meddled with magick and now I don't know what to do. Can somebody help me?
I slam my laptop screen down, keeping my mind positive...
I will get through this, I will get through this.
I will get an answer!
Pushing my negativity away, I reach for my homework and start on it. PSRE glossary, a list of vocab to learn the meaning. I have to know it by tomorrow, or else I receive a detention. Christianity is the current religion we're looking at, and I'm okay with it, because I used to have to go to church. I never really liked it, so as soon as I could stay home, I did.
Looking at my small, black bookcase, I see my worn Bible. The sides bashed and damaged when I once accidentally dropped it on the side of the road. Yanking it from the many books, I place it on my lap. Turning the pages i state at the words, yet none seem to have any significance anymore.
I lost my faith a while ago, and I doubt I'll ever get it back.
I stare at where I did my spell, wondering what had changed me. I'm not actually part of religion, I just like casting the odd spell.
I'd done them before, which I guess is why I felt safe changing the ingredients. The only thing is, this is the first spell that has worked for me.
Perhaps there is a spell I could do to protect myself.
Maybe the girl knows one I could use...
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Paranormal-Top place #183- It is said that we can only see and hear 0.1% of the world. That is, unless we open our third eye. When Kacey comes up with the idea to attempt to open her third eye, she feels excited. Finally, a chance to witness more than the or...
