Selene Elizabeth Raven

My " Childhood"

6 years of my life completely devoted to understanding and developing my inner energy's/powers/gifts...whatever you would refer them to; Minerva's Academy for Witches acted as a home to me for many years of my life , many more than on record. It housed me, fed me, kept me warm at night and intrigued me. In fact I remember as a young girl sneaking around at schooling hours around the endless halls, the white painted ceilings towering over me. A feeling of total bliss would overwhelm me as I observed the lessons. I would walk back to my room, in one of the attics and practise whatever I had remembered on whatever I could find, which was surprisingly not much. When I got a little older maybe 10-12 I started to stupidly suspect why I was never allowed to attend any classes or be seen by other students. When Minerva took notice of my suspicions she would talk to me about it whenever she was bringing my lunch or dinner, it was always brief and I never could get the full explanation out of her, even though it felt like she would talk and ramble for hours. Every word talking about a singular subject but never having any relevance to my question at hand. During the day I took care of myself, I was able to do that since the day I could walk and say the basic words, I would walk around and explore any available crevice I could get to.

By now I'm sure you've noticed I haven't mentioned a word of my biological parents, and the reason for that is because I never really knew them, by that I mean I know what they both look like however I never got the chance to say anything to them or to hear their voices. I like to imagine that I know their voices like catchy songs but I'm saddened to say I do not and I never will. [333]
Minerva has always acted as a role model as well as a guide I feel like she drew my life out, spot on for every day I woke up at the Academy. She always ended up catching me at the places I least expected her to, and I could feel her piercing eyes following me around as I walked around the places she had forbidden me from seeing. She acted as a mother; even though I never really knew what a mother was supposed to do, I always just assumed she was doing the right thing or the rightest thing to do at those times. She was always sweet but stern when I disobeyed her, and I disobeyed her often. I could feel her eyes stabbing mine whenever I acted as if I knew anything about anything any more than her. I guess you could say I was stubborn, or I was just a child. Her sweetness was always there when I needed it I developed a craving for her, she warmed my heart up so whenever I needed it; whenever I was confused or just lonely. 5 minutes in her presence could soothe my craving for a positive beam. In fact she had enough love in her soul for every student that would come and go, even for every senior witch she worked with.
I was never in any danger there, I was blissfully unaware for years why I even was there. It was always a question scratching at my mind but it would never be answered not then at least.
When I came to the age of 16, I would finally be able to attend the Academy as a student rather than a house rat. It was the start of the rest of my life...