Chapter Two

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A/N: I DIDN'T FINISH EDITING *cries* BUT I'M CRINGING SO MUCH- *cries so more*

Ten years later:

My parents tell me that I'm supposed to keep my powers hidden.  Never use them.  Sounds a lot like Frozen, doesn't it?  But my life is way different from those two girls.  I'm cursed.  By someone powerful.  Who, I don't know.

Anyway, back to the topic.  I usually never listen, but strange things have been happening lately, and I have this strange feeling that they all have to do with me.  And my name?  Erika Glass.

"Fee?" Mom's voice floated down the stairs. "Did you turn on the air conditioning?"

"Yes," I yelled back as I scurried toward the controls. "Why?"

Mom's voice turned suspicious. "Doesn't feel like it."

"Well it is!" I yelled again, twirling toward the vent to see if I did it right.

"Not doing you know what?" Mom shouted.

"No!" I hid my hand behind my back as I checked that she wasn't running down the stairs to see if I was.

Why would I?  I'm the good child.  More like the only  child of the family.

But good children listen to their parents if they don't want to send the world into chaos.  I don't want that to happen, but I don't like to listen to people that much.  It destroys my reason of living.

When Mom went back to doing whatever she was doing that was making a lot of noise, I put my hand back out in front of me and concentrated.  I watched excited as three balls of air appeared and hovered over my palm.

As I watched the three balls of air, I felt something evil watching me.  But what was it?  I then remembered that I was by an open window facing the street.  Why didn't I position myself not near a window?  Why?

I looked out the window and I swear I saw a dark shadow flitter across the road and dissappear.

-----------------------------WARNING OR WHATEVER IT'S CALLED----------------------------

Dark shadows is one of my favourites - and I'm not  British - but not all are evil, yeet  Anyway, I know these chapters are short, but I'm not on much, and I feel you need to read something of mine and not abandon it.  Get ready for the dark 'cause it's coming.

Hee hee.

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