prologue

Prologue

 

 

 

Dear Diary

I’m seventeen today… Well at least mentally. I won’t grow up like a normal girl anymore, it’s like I’m frozen. Well at least my body is, see I’m a witch and apparently we don’t age and stay sixteen forever… Yeah, it’s weird. 2 years ago I was just another normal silly girl, nothing special, just plain with no more worries than math tests and boys.

Well that changed.

I found out last year on my sixteenth birthday when my aunt Mary told me. I just thought it was her way of telling me I’m special and ignored it, I never thought my life could change so fast. My powers started coming in and I had to force myself to believe that maybe everything my aunt said wasn’t so far-fetched.

At first I wasn’t able to control it and it was horrible. I felt dangerous and was too afraid to be near my friends, scared that I would hurt them.

So we moved.

My aunt and cousin, Angela, are witches to and they helped me to be able to still be myself, but somehow something feels wrong. As if I’m just not the same as them and I just know I’m something else, I’m different.