Hi! Im Maggie.? I'm 15 years old.? I'm studying at West Middle School.? Inpeople's eyes, I'm just a normal teenager, but they don't know that I have magical power!? I have the ability to foretell? Just like a fortune-teller!? I can see what will happen in the future? I feel very lucky that I have this kind of power? I can always keep away from danger and the people I don't want to meet? I mean Kara, Julia and Clover.? They're in my class.? I call them witches? Its because they are very evil, as evil as real witches? They always make fun of people? They play tricks on people every day? Almost everyone in my school has been tricked by these them. So no one likes to play with them.
One day, when I was day-dreaming in Chinese lesson, some pictures appeared in my mind suddenly. I could see that the three witches were doing something behind the classroom door. I wondered what they were doing...Oh!? I saw that they were putting a big bowl of mouldy cheese on top of the classroom door!!!? You can imagine what will happen when someone opens the door and gets in? Who is their target this time?? What an unlucky guy!? I'll pray for him.
Haha!? This is really fun!? said Kara.
Yeah!? Can you imagine what will Maggie look like after she opens the door?? Clover laughed wickedly.
I can imagine. She will be a big, yellow cheese girl. Haha!!? Julia replied. Now I knew it! They're planning to play the trick on me! How dare they make fun of me. Luckily, I can foretell. So their trick is not going to work anymore. I'm going to teach them a lesson. Ha ha...(laughed evilly)
Next day, I will go to school earlier. I have some surprises for the three witches. I put some fake mice inside their drawers. I can't wait to see how they look then. Oh! Here they come. They sit down and open their drawers...'Ahhhh!!!!' they screamed loudly. "Mice! Mice!" This is the last word I hear. Then they run out of the classroom quickly. But it's not over yet. The big bowl of mouldy cheese they prepared yesterday falls down when the three witches opened the classroom door. Now they become three big, yellow cheese witches. Haha! I think they have learnt a lesson. When you play fire, all you get is get burned.
Have you ever thought of being almighty? I've always had a little fantasy about it. I always had a little fantasy about it. Not to be ecstatic to find out that I might have um ... 'talent' I would call, months ago.
My words came true.
At the very first time, I prayed to pass in a Maths test. You know, my result can be described as 'dreadful.' I mumbled 'go...go...go.' I was not greedy that I just wanted to score a pass mark ! And I got forty not one point more or less. My classmates said it was the teacher doing the sum wrongly, and I said God finally heaved me. It was just a coincidence. But things like this kept happening. My doubts disappeared after a series of tests. I had the power to make things happen, in the way I wished, by words. Maybe I was too desperate to have things altered? I was not sure. 'Joe,' I said to my elder brother. 'Say something you want so bad for a hundred times, then it'll come true!' "Yes, yes,' he replied casually, 'can you see I've become Johnny Depp already?' I screamed and rushed into my bedroom. 'Let me look like Keira Knightley ... Keira Knightley ... Keira Knightley ...? I hurried to bed and wanted to check how effective it was after a night. But I looked as ordinary as usual. Ok, maybe I was not genuine enough. And I wouldn't give up! Time flies, I wasn't resemble Keira Knightley at all, and Joe hadn't become Johnny Depp niether. I was still an ordinary student like a drop of water in the ocean. My small tricks sometimes worked, but sometimes didn't . It usually depended on how serious I was. And I got frustrated easily. Exams, friends, traffic, weather, even a bark of a dog can be a source of stress. I couldn't help losing control when things didn't go in the way I expected. 'Joe! How many times have I told you? Never ever enter my bedroom! I yelled at him. It was dull. I knew. But words came out as if they had their own mind. We argued, nearly fought, ended up when I shouted 'don't ever let me see you again!'
When I enjoyed a barbecue that night, my contact lenses melted I couldn't see Joe's face anymore. I dare not imagine if my words became true in another way - we couldn't bear losing Joe forever.
If you say it, you mean it. You just don't realize at the time.
'Greg! Here, come on!' I shouted through the crowd as I saw my best buddy ever, Greg. I waited for him in a dark alley. Seconds later, he appeared in front of me with a really confused face. 'What's the matter, you shouted at me in the public?' He asked embarrassingly. 'Take a look,' I said and showed the magic, real magic I discovered hours ago. I snapped my fingers and a flame burst out and stayed on my palm.
'Wow, gee!' How did you do that, Mikey?' Greg looked at me surprisingly. 'I don't know! I was thinking to burn that build_...' 'Burn that building? What were you thinking?' He interrupted before I finished. 'Just thinking! Not a big deal, really!' I pouted and continued, 'then the flame burst out! It scared me!' Greg looked at me weirdly, like I'm some kind of frek. 'Maybe we should talk somewhere else, Mikey. Go to my house.' I looked at him sadly and I started to be afraid of myself. Maybe I had eaten something from the outer space that turned me into an alien.
While we were walking to his house, I said nothing and he said nothing. I didn't want to be any freak. When we entered his house, he led me to his bedroom and we sat on his bed. 'Mickey, that's ok, you're not a freak.' Greg said and held my hands. He's always the brother between us. He never left me alone. 'I'm a superman,' I said and we both laughed.
'So, what are you going to do with your magical power, superman?' He teased and I drowned into my own thought. 'Like what a superman does, help people in need, keep the place in peace and ...' I stopped and looked at Greg, 'and?' 'Fill your own room with snow.' I said and snapped my fingers, a little, little snow started to fall slowly.
'Wow, Mikey, that's beautiful,' he said and reached out for the snow, I smiled.
If only I had magical power, I'd keep my beloved person safe.