A dark moonless night i could feel goose bumps across my arm and a strange feeling of anxiety in my system. The cold breeze made it worse for me to ever be comfortable, I shuddered because of the freezing cold night. I could tell all of this was all a dream. By the sight of a giant black raven flying over me at the moonless yet starry sky. Suddenly a black feather fell form the sky and onto my hand. As it landed on my hand it turned into ashes that blew away in the wind. I felt a small electric current crawling up my spine, while I saw a dark mysterious figure lurking behind the trees. I could tell I wasn’t moving I was standing perfectly still on the same spot. I felt numb as if I was made of stone I couldn’t even feel myself breath. Lifeless…lifeless would be the perfect word on what I was feeling or to be described as. A strange sound came behind the trees along with the mysterious figure lurking around. It wasn’t murmurs but a sound of an animal a snarl…a dog perhaps? It became louder almost closer to where I was. I suddenly felt someone’s warm breath behind my neck, the breathing felt shallow and uneven as it lingered on my skin. I had an urge to run and get away before him or even it could hurt me. I felt his fingers tracing my neck and his warm breath in my ear I heard his husky voice male voice whisper, “Hold still…” I automatically did what he said, he grabbed both my hands he held it with a firm grip. I felt my hands getting tied up, it was painful as his grip but it burned. After he was done I saw two flashing lights thinking it would be death luring me in. The two lights got brighter and closer, I saw it clearly an SUV coming at me. I should’ve been screaming…running but I couldn’t… My eyes flew open instantly before my dream could’ve ended as road kill. It was a bright and beautiful morning where the sun shines brightly and the skies were clear for Renchwood. Most people would enjoy a day like this unfortunately I am not most people I don’t even consider myself human. When I’m clearly not, my kind does not socialize with human life or even like beautiful days. Even I am an outsider to my own kind. I got out of bed and prepared for school, as I got in the bathroom. I noticed dark heavy circles under my eyes, very noticeable. I could tell that I would have a bad, bad day. I got down for breakfast wearing a scowl. Maria, my so-called “mother” was cooking bacon and eggs. I had no appetite but I had to eat if I didn’t it would upset her. “Good morning Steph,” she greeted cheerfully and wearing a warm and beautiful smile on her face. “Morning,” I greeted back trying to keep my tone light and easy as I possibly can. I tried to smile back at her but even she knows I cannot fake a smile. So it bothered her. “Anything wrong sweety?” she asked concerned as any mother would be. However she is not my biological mother, she is still a mother at heart though. The way she understands and cares for me though she knows what I am. “Nothing…” I lied. Then she examined my face not my expression but my face. Of course she noticed the heavy dark circles under my eyes. She sat down beside me holding my hand. I tried not to look at her eyes, seeking comfort and concern would hurt me. “Steph…” she said my name warmly and concerned,” I know what’s going on with your life and it’s messy and confusing. But you’ll get through it…” Even though how touching her words may be I have to disagree, “may you please stop denying what I am please. Face the facts. My kind does not associate with yours with reasons. You could fight it all you want but accept it.” “And you think I don’t accept it? Steph, I know who you are and not what you are.” “Its impossible for anyone to be so understanding.” She kissed my forehead and said, “There are people like that, you just need to open up a little…” Going to school didn’t make any better as I thought it would. I always seem to let my mind wander off during my first morning classes even when my friends would talk to me. I could tell it irritated them. Finally Felize spoke out about my weird behavior. I knew Felize since I was five and we’ve been best friends ever since. Felize always has long red hair now she cut it shorter. She is one of those who know about my kind. “Steph are you okay?” she asked as we were walking to our next class. “Of course I am,” I lied trying not to meet her green-eyes. “You’ve been acting so weird lately,” she continued ignoring my lie, “is that stupid night school trying to kill you?” “Night Academy,” I corrected, “and Felize what do you care, you never bothered with my kind.” “Because I never see those wretches make you look as if you’re dead! Do ever sleep? Or do they ban you from sleeping!” we stopped in the middle of the hall. “Yes because they are so nice enough to ban me from sleeping like making me endure this torture called learning.” “I never knew your kind has cold sarcasm.” “We are cold.” “You sure you okay?” “Yeah…” then I paused I know I have to admit it, “no…” “What happened?” I checked to see if anyone was listening then I pulled her to the side of the hall. What I was about to say is something only my kind knows and something no mere mortal should ever know. It relates to my dream. Especially the giant black raven. I know I maybe breaking a few rules but how can they find out? I told her about how the raven represents royalty…power for my kind and legend says when one dreams about a giant black raven flying over a young witch. It only means one thing. You are marked with great power and you are considered a mature witch. power that is meant fro witches to have by their 18th birthday. This puzzles me I’m 16 not yet close to 18. They say it is rare for young underage witches to be marked then it is not called marked but chosen… chosen for royalty, I couldn’t continue anymore. As she stared mystified being the only human knowing this kind of information. “Why don’t you tell Maria?” she blurted out. “It would upset her,” I told her. of course she would even when I was 13 and found out I was suppose to go to the Night Academy it upset her enough having an emotional breakdown. “How you are royalty?” “For my kind it means they will take me away…” I explained, “if the dean of Night Academy ever finds out they’ll take me away back to Magix! And that would break her heart…” She was silent after that. Even fro the whole day. I hate being a witch living amongst humans. When I was 13 I had two choices go live in Magix and be a true witch or attend Night academy. They almost took me away but my mother convinced the Defex a group of minister witches and warlocks that I will attend Night Academy. Also to live both sides of Humans and Witches. Now the place called Magix…A magical world full of witches, wizards and magical creatures. I only know a few things about this magical world where I am suppose to be…a lot of my fellow witches told me it’s a beautiful place. When they didn’t know I socialize with humans… so I’m outsider…