Familiars

Familiars

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Did you ever wonder who you're familiar maybe? Could it be that bird? Could it be that squirrel on the power line? Or could it be that beautiful pet that's always by your side? What about the zoo animal? Well once you find them it's a bond that will never break, it becomes something magical! . .. . .. . . . ... . . .. . . .. .. . ..... . Growing up was definitely not easy, but my story maybe be a little different than yours. Okay well a lot different! Being a witch, well at first I thought we were just Pagan/Wiccan. But when I was 14 I cursed two girls who bullied me. Let's just say she couldn't look at anything to do with snakes. At that point my parents ripped me up and took us to place where we could fit in. But I became so lonely and frigid as I got older until I hit high school that's when I found him.
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Nothing in my life had ever made sense. They told me it was normal, I'd grow into who I was supposed to be, that things would get better; here I am now, going through the motions and wondering if this was really what I was destined to do for the rest of my life. Turns out, it wasn't. Nothing in my life had ever made sense but that was because my memories were fractured, pieces of a person I used to be, one I used to know lurking in the shadows of my dreams. I was just a normal guy trying to navigate the world but saying yes to everything and falling into the same monotony just wasn't cutting it anymore. I had a steady job, a pretty girl seemed interested in me and my 22nd birthday was coming up just before Christmas to give me something to look forward to. That all changed when I remembered her. I'd never forgotten her truly, blue was the only thing I knew and that Neptunian shade was so striking it stuck with me from the night she screamed at me in the rain but it wasn't until I found all the papers, the notes and crystals that I started to remember the world she lived in. One that wasn't my own and that had so much more to offer. It sounded crazy but I knew it was real and getting there, finding her and fixing the bridge that I'd unwittingly burned was going to be hard but I was ready to be more than a desk jockey typing my life away. I wanted to see the orange skies instead of the blue and find her sitting in a field of crystals again, staring at the stars.

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