Starting Witch

Part 1

----- Clia's POV ----

"Good morning!"

"Good morning and happy birthday, Clia!!!"- both Zelda and Hilda said turning around,-" this is for you,"- Zelda said handing me a gift. It was a box wrapped with blue and white polka dots on it gift paper with a white ribbon on top.

"It's from both of us."

"Aww, thank you, you guys",- I said.

"Open it."

"Ok",- I unwrapped the gift and opened the box.-"Thanks?!"- I said confused taking out a small, black pot.

I knew my aunts were weird. They lived in the oldest house on the street that somehow looked like a mini castle. But what I didn't know, is that my aunts were weird enough to give me a pot. Which, by the way, reminded me of a big, black pots that witches used to make all those magic potions and stuff, but just a smaller size of it.

"But what's this for?"- I asked really not knowing what to use it for. Even my imagination and creativity died when I saw this.

"Clia, before we tell you what to use it for, we have to tell you something,"- Zelda started,-" Probably, you already know that some families have secrets that no one can know except for the family members. Well, our family has a secret. And not just any secret, its a big, big and old, old secret. You see, on Earth, not all people are mortals"- ok, now this is getting weirder and weirder,-" some of them are normal, but...."

"You're a witch!"- Hilda shot out.

"Hilda! Don't you know there's a proper way of saying that?"

"I'm a what?!!"- I said shoked interupting them and spitting out cereal I had in my mouth all over the table.

" You're a witch",- Hilda repeated,-" but not you're not like a bad witch that people show in movies and books. You're a good one, like us. Some mortals just have a big imagination."

"But, witches aren't real!"- I started to panic,-" they're just some made up characters in fairytales for kids."

"I told you, mortals have a big imagination. But, they're real."

"No, they're not!"

"Real!"

"Not!"

"Real!"

"Not!"

"Real!"

"Not!"

"Real!"

"Cut it off!"- Zelda came between me and Hilda. Why does she always has to be so perfect?

"Clia, witches are real",- their cat jumped on the table.

"Did the cat just talk?'- this is shocking me more and more. Okay, I'm going insane,-" I'm going to school",- I said picking up my bag and hurried for the door.

"Oh, and don't point your finger at any one,"- I heard Hilda yell after I left. I'm going nuts. Maybe I shouldn't spent so much time at my aunt's house.

----- Hilda POV -----

" I think she took it normally,"- Salem announced after Clia left.

"Do you think she thinks we're nuts?"- I asked Zelda. Besides, she's the one who know everything. Right?

"Probably. But she'll do fine,"- she said,-" she'll get over it. I just hope she won't point her finger at any one too much."

"Me too. Hey remeber what you did when you became a witch?"- I started teasing Zelda.

"Don't even start,"- she said warningly, giving me the don't-you-dare-remind-me-or-I-will-end-you look. And since we are witches, she meant it. So I better shush.

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