I look around at the Place of Atenowa, I scan everything that I can see with my eyes. There are many like me who are just my age. Are they like me who has a special ability? Or rather a teenager who is not allowed to talk with other people just like my Grandmother did to me? Are they just like me who need to learn more about how to use magic??
I walk forward and keep an eye on this place, I am trying to memorize every detail that can catch my eyes.
A girl who had blonde hair was staring at me from head to toe. That moment I suddenly felt horror in my whole eternity. I don't know why? But her eyes are just like the eyes of Amherst too sharp, too fearless and her looks are frightening me. There are times I bow my head, I can't take any longer on how they stared at me. From the St. Claire A
