Zanier Grade 12, Featured Image: Two-Faced Lia Grade 12
Being pushed off a cliff is not how I imagined my day ending. No, today I was supposed to go to school, attend the student government meeting, and then go home to complete my homework. Instead, I got kidnapped by the new kid and then he pushed me down this cliff.
As I fell into the endless pit of darkness I noticed everything was moving in slow motion. For some reason I thought falling like this would be the way it feels in a dream: fast and scary. It was actually the opposite. Right before I slammed into the ground, I closed my eyes and braced myself for the impact. But it never came. When I opened my eyes I noticed that I was hovering right above the ground. Dumbfounded I looked around, and noticed the new kid hovering next to me.
“Are you a lunatic?!” I screamed.
“No,” he shrugged, “I knew this would happen.”
“What are you talking about, I could have died!”
“But you didn’t.”
“Wait a minute, why aren’t I dead right now?”
“Because, Lilah, you are a witch.”
That was the last thing I heard before passing out.