Alexandria Rivera had a very abusive and unforgettable past. Hiding her gloomy past, covering up with lies, keeping her demons to herself. In her world there is no meaning for the words love, trust. She trusts no one. And nobody noticed her sufferin...
"He is coming for you" Her words are still in my head.
I tried to sleep but her words are haunting me.
It's 7:30 p.m now. Sun already gone down. It was all dark. Taking my phone, I walked to the woods behind my house. I always find peace here.
I sat on the branch like usual. This was the place, I met the huge black wolf. We became friends, we met atleast four times by now. Some wolves are nice I guess. He never attacked.
Just wait until he is hungry and say the same thing again.
I thought, if I ignore her for sometime she would stop bugging me.
How can I stop, I'm your subconscious after all.
I'm still not gonna talk to my subconscious. It's weird talking to subconscious.
Not weirder than you are.
Ugh! Shut up.
Soon the black wolf arrived. I smiled at him and he gave me a wolfish grin. I got down of the branch and to my luck I landed on my legs rather than kissing the ground.
We played for a while. I never felt this open and free with someone else or something. I love this wolf. He comes here everyday. We play for sometime, I never enjoyed since that incident. I even stopped punching the sandbag.
All that playing, I was so tired. I sat on the ground. Soon was joined by him.
I looked at him and asked "promise me, you would always come visit me wolfie".
He licked my face. I laughed at him and patted his head.
All of a sudden I felt Asher's presence. Why am I feeling his presence. He can't be here. No one knows of this place.
Wolfie must have noticed my confused reaction, he licked me once again.
I'm still getting his presence. Concentrating, IT WAS FROM MY WOLFIE.
How can this happen?
Why am I getting his presence from my wolfie. Did wolfie eat Asher? No, it can't happen. He just texted me.
Calm down Lexi!
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
I rubbed his head for sometime.
After sometime I walked to my house, after saying goodbye to my only, animal friend.
Walking home, I took out my icecream and made my way to my room.
There was an old book on my bed. No, it was not the spellbook. This was Aesira's too. She must have kept it for me.
This book is about mythical creatures. Opening the book. On the first page, 'dragons'. I started reading it.
Then vampires, witches.
I thought witches need wands. But it seems like they don't. I still can't believe that I'm a witch. And they don't fly on broomsticks like in Harry Potter. Oww man! I always wanted to ride on a broomstick.
There is a separate chapter about true witches. True witches are the descendents of the first witch. They are powerful than any other witches.
One of the true witch had to fight with dark magic. She fought so hard, with every bit of power and energy she had. Atlast she won but she was old so, she died.
The witch who use dark magic are spoiled and filled with evil thoughts and hatred. They turn evil. Only way to remove the black magic is to kill them.
The true witch bloodline, everyone have immense power. They are like witch of light.
