I was 16 when I learned I could do magic. My name is Dawn, I'm writing this because I’m scared out of my wits about what had happened.
Ok, so it all started on my birthday, I woke up and instantly knew something was wrong. I didn’t hear my mom making breakfast, and my dad didn’t wake me up, so I knew something was wrong. I carefully got out of bed, opened my door and looked around. Nothing looked wrong. I crept over to my parents’ room and opened the door. I didn’t see anyone in the bed, so I closed the door and went down the stairs to the living room and stopped dead in my tracks.
There they were, the people that changed my life forever. There were two guys; one tall and slim with black hair and a jacket on, and the other who was short (about 4'11) with shocking, purple hair. They turned around and I saw their eyes, or what was left of them. Where their eyes used to be, there were deep, dark sockets. I started to scream but they reached me in time and put a hand over my mouth, and told me to be quiet.
The tall one said “We’re not here to harm you.”
His voice shocked me. He sounded about my age, but he didn’t look it. He told me to stay where I was, but I didn’t listen. I ran into the other room and stopped when I saw my mom and dad. They were both floating a few inches of the ground, and had a glowing light around them. I walked up to them and touched dad’s arm, and instantly got a surge of power through my body and fainted.