How I turned into a dark witch

Elara had always lived in the shadows: quiet, studious, and entirely alone. With no friends to turn to, she endured endless cruelty and bullying, her days marked by silence and pain. Each night, she poured her heart into the same desperate wish: to be strong, to be seen, to make all those who hurt her pay.

One day, her wish was granted-but not in the way she ever hoped. The power she received was not a blessing, but a double-edged gift that twisted her longing into something dark and burning. What began as a simple wish for escape transformed into an all-consuming hunger for vengeance.

Now, Elara holds extraordinary power in her hands. But as the line between justice and revenge blurs, she must decide: will she let her pain consume her, or can she find a way to use her gift for something greater than the anger that forged it?

by the way this is my first story and I'm not an English person so be nice.