Hocus Pocus 2: A Twist in the Plot

Chapter 3

"Why did my mother have to die Thackery?"

            I wanted to tell her, I really wanted to, but she'd only seven. She knew that her mother was a witch, but she didn't know about the things her mother did. I finally answered.

"There were a lot of people that were angry with her for numerous reasons. The main reason was because she was a witch," I said.

"What did she do that was so bad?" Meera asked me.

"I'll tell you when you're old enough to understand," I said. "Let's go home and I'll make you some soup."

"Yay! Soup!" She said excitedly.

            We walked home in silence that day. I was afraid that she might discover more powers and somehow hurt someone without meaning to. She would tell me that she would have dreams of flying and casting spells and meeting her mother. I was afraid that she would figure it out before I could tell her and want nothing to do with me after that. What worried me most was what if she wanted to be just like her mother. I began to question if it was the right decision to take her in seven years ago. Life would’ve been lonely without her though. I enjoyed her company a lot. She reminded me of Emily. She walked and talked the same as her. She even has the same sweetness in her voice as Emily did. I guess everything will be alright, at least I hope it will.

            The next five years of Meera’s school life was the worst. Almost everyone picked on her. They called her names like “ugly” and “poor child”. Some of them would often tease her about not having a mom and how she’s pretty much an orphan child. She would always run home crying every day and cry until dinner. She would tell me that they called her all kinds of names, but the main word was “ugly”. One day she told me that she is about to give in and believe that she really is ugly. The sad thing is that she really isn’t ugly at all. She’s prettier than most of the girls in her class and has a bigger heart than all of them combined. She has a soft glow like an angel from Heaven has.

            One day while she was at school and I was making her bed I came across a piece of paper almost like a journal or diary entry. I told myself I shouldn’t read it, but I couldn’t help myself.

Dear Diary,

            I absolutely hate school! Everyone hates me and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. I’ve discovered that I have powers. Binx told me that my mother was a witch so I guess that means I have powers too. I want to tell Binx, but I’m afraid. Sometimes when the mean kids at school say mean things to me I try my hardest to make them disappear with my powers. It doesn’t work though. Then I close my eyes and try real hard to make their voices go away with my powers. Sometimes I feel like I’m not supposed to be at school. I feel like my heart is focused on something else. I don’t know what it is though. I wish I knew my mother. I wish I could just see her for just a moment. I wanna know that it’s all going to be okay. I don’t care if my mother was a witch; she’s my mother and I wouldn’t change it for the world. That’s all for now! Hope to write to you again soon!

Sincerely,

Meera Alise Binx

 

“Oh my goodness,” I thought. “I think it’s time to tell her.”

            That day when she came home from school I cooked her some chicken soup. Chicken soup was her favorite and Emily’s favorite. After we ate we went outside and sat on the steps for a while and looked at the scenery and talked.

“Meera is there anything you want to tell me?” I asked her.

            She turned and looked at me with her big brown eyes that you could get lost in for hours.

“Yes, I do, but I don’t know how to tell you,” she said.

“You know you can tell me anything, right?” I said.

“Yes,” she said.

            There was a few moments of silence until Meera said,

“Binx, I’ve been getting these powers lately. I don’t know how to control them at all,” she said. “I only know that they’re going to become too powerful for me to handle if I don’t learn to control them.”

“Well I don’t know how to do that. I’m a cat,” I said.

“Why are you a cat anyway?” She asked me.

I took a deep breath. “I think it’s time that you know,” I said.

            I explained to her what her mom did and why she wanted to do it. I also told her about her two aunts, Sarah and Mary. I told her about that morbid and dreadful morning when they took my sister Emily and Meera and I cried for a while. After that I told her about how I tried to save her, but I was too late. Also how I offended Winifred, so she turned me into a cat for all eternity. Then I told her about how Winifred and her sisters died and the curse Winifred had said. When I said that Meera’s eyes brightened a little.

“And that’s what happened the day you were born and that’s why I’m a cat,” I said.

“Oh Binx! I had no idea. I’m so sorry that my mom did that.”

“It’s okay Meera,” I said.

“But I am serious about my powers. If I want to be a good witch I need to learn how to use my powers” she said. “Did my mom have any books?”

“Just her spell book that the devil had given her. I don’t advise you to open it. There’s only dark magic in it.”

“Maybe there’s a reverse spell so I could change you back into a human!” She said excitedly.

“I think only Winifred could do that and we all know that she is never going to change me back,” I said.

            We sat there for a while longer and talked about life and school. I didn’t dare tell Meera about the black flamed candle because I knew she would be tempted to light it. As much as I want Meera to meet her mom, I don’t want to have to deal with the Sanderson sisters right now. I would like to wait until Meera’s powers have fully developed. I can’t help but wonder what would happen when the Sanderson sisters do return.  I only know that it’s going to be a recipe for disaster and I have to make sure that Winifred is stopped from unveiling her evil plan. I just hope Meera is here when Winifred returns so she can help me.