What Is Normal? Read Count : 123

Category : Stories

Sub Category : Fantasy

My mother told me many stories about my family. The stories I love the most is how all the women in my family are witches. You see my family is no ordinary family. I never got to meet any of them. They all passed away at an early age. All I have is the stories and eerie black and white photos. 

It goes back to when I was small. I was definitely the odd child. Outside playing with the children. You would think that was normal except for I was the only one who could see the children I was playing with. They would sit beside me in class and talk to me of course getting me in trouble. They made me happy though for the most part. There was some scary instances I did not like. Waking one night to see a severed head in the middle of my bedroom floor only to have it disappear when my mother ran to the room from my screams wasn't one of my happiest memories. As I got older though my friends seem to fade away and I began to change. 

In my teenage years I loved Wicca and magic books. I was put down so much because they was evil. I could not help to be fascinated by them. At one point a family member got me a ouija board in which my mom threw away right away. That's when she sat me down and explained to me the powers that I hold. My fascination was for a reason. I am a Witch by blood and I can not help that. Exciting but scary I thought. 

As I got older I noticed more things happening. If I said something using my strongest feelings it would happen. I would go into trances and say things only it wasn't me speaking and whatever I said would come true. People began either fearing me or asking me questions. It was nothing I could control though. It just happened. It was like my emotions had the control of it. I became obsessed with the moon. Her light and beauty brought me even more power. 

I was often ridiculed and put down but many times I would wander if I was actually the normal one living in an odd world. Walking around feeling people's emotions. I could feel there sadness, happiness, I could even read there thoughts at times. This could not be normal. Now I wander as I walk around this world where do I fit? Who do I fit with? 

I'm loved by all!!!!

Comments

  • Aug 16, 2018

  • Aug 16, 2018

  • yeah I feel that. I am definitely social awkard

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