the dark witch

chapter two, choosing time

As we enter the building I stop talking my body wants to freeze up and stop moving but I push past It and step through the door. I follow my mom into a group of other girls my age and she stops. “Don’t you dare ruin this for us don’t pretend to be something your not.” She grips my wrist. “Your not special so don’t act it.” She says her voice spitting venom before she lets go of my arm. “Now go.” She says before she walks away leaving me standing there in silence as I try and figure out what my next step.

After an hour we were all brought to silence and we just stood there surrounded by other people who must have lived there. In the silence someone’s name is called the voice is loud and low and it thunders through the silent room. The person called up walks up timidly and shaky. I watch as their palm gets cut and as the blood spills out it turns gold and heals the wound leaving no mark behind. The girl is told to go to the right side of the room and wait for the rest of the lights. As more people went the closer I knew it was getting to my name and I was starting to shake. It finally gets to my name and I slowly make my way through the girls crowded together and to the steps at the front of the room. They take my left hand and cut my palm and I was expecting the blood to turn gold but it turned black. I stare at it and watch my hand heal the black smoke made me worry.

How was this possible I had all the traits of a gold so why did I get black I know I acted out sometimes but that can be blamed on teenage years. The smoke disapates and I am told to go stand on the left side of the room with the other dark witches. I walk over and look at my hand knowing something wasn’t right I was supposed to be in gold….. right? They finally go through everyone and we are brought into a hallway and once all of us enter doors open from the wall enough for all of us to have our own room. As I look around I am pulled to a room and when I enter it the room is black with neon blue and purple crystals all around it. I look around at it and for once I feel like I belong somewhere and that somewhere is here in this room. I feel something pulling my deeper into the room that seems to go on forever. My feet carry me as I feel weightless as if I’m floating through the room. I make it to my bed and the crystals are around the bed frame as well welcoming me. I lay back on the bed my hair sprawling along the black silk pillowcase under my head. As I look up I raise both of my hands and my left hand glows with a black color and my right hand glows with the gold color. I look between my hands and clasp them together making the glow stop.

I sit up quickly and look back down at my hands the glow is gone but something feels as if it clicked into its place. I know the standers say this cant happen but I love the darkness stirring inside mixing with the light and compassion that fills me. I close my eyes trying to calm everything and all I see it the black mixing with the gold in perfect harmony not blending but swirling together almost as an unseperable dance that never ends. I open my eyes to see the darkness in my room but the crystals still burn bright. After a little while I finally stop tossing and turning on my bed and finally fall asleep.