My fate

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Fate? What does it mean? Why do people worry about one little four letter word so much? That's what I used to think before I discovered fate means everything, about who you are, what you are and where your life is going to lead you.

I messed with my fate and in ways really screwed up a LOT! I should probably tell you my story though then you might understand a bit better what that whole last paragraph was about. Okay so here it goes the story of how I Alice Granger well and truly messed with my fate.

I was seven when I first discovered my powers, I'm not a magical wizard or anything but I have let's call them abilities. I was sitting eating my dinner like most normal nights my mum was sitting across from me looking into my eyes like she was trying to engrave a picture of me into her brain. That's when I heard her voice in my head

"god how will I ever tell my angel I'm sending her away."

I looked straight at her and asked "where am I going mum?"

She just looked blankly at me her face turning a sickly white colour and got up and left. I didn't see her for the rest of the night so I went upstairs and went to bed.

The next morning I woke up to find my room empty of everything except a change of clothes for me to wear. So I changed and went downstairs to see my mum standing in front of a huge hole looking thing in the living room. The hole was swirling different colours reds, oranges and pinks all I could do was stand there mesmerised by the strange colourful hole. I then felt myself being lifted up and being carried towards the hole and then being thrown into the hole with the words 'I'm sorry' echoing in my head.

I then wake up and look around myself I'm in a bed in a pretty purple room with little lights everywhere and there is a man with kind eyes and a dark stubbly beard looking down at me

"who are you?" I ask the man

"well Alice I'm your father David" the man I mean my 'father' replied.

"no your not my father is dead" I responded holding back the tears.

My mother had told me story's of him and then how he had suddenly died before I was born.

"no what your mother told you was a lie manly to protect you" he replied.

"why would she want to protect me?" I questioned.

"It's to do with your powers....."

This is just a really short teaser to see how people like it although I will probably write more regardless what people think haha thanks of you do have a quick read though!:)

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