The Witches

What does Mrs Voss even mean? This is illegal, what they did to me and all these other "students" is illegal and they should be in jail for this.

My family will miss me, will wonder where I am. Didn't they think about that? Think that maybe someone's family is worried sick that their child disappeared and most probably went to the police by now.

I'm going to do something about this. I don't belong here, despite the kak that Mrs Voss told me.

Ugh.

"It's in your genes, "

Genes? It's in my fucking genes? Sure I don't know who my parents are. I mean I know their names and what they look like. I've seen them on pictures, they always looked so in love whenever they're together in shots. They received me at a young age, mom was my age when I was born, fourteen.

They say I look a lot like her, I don't mind when I hear that. Mom was very beautiful I have yet to see beauty compare to hers. She had that strong high cheekbones and small eyes, and she had that golden yellow healthy skin us coloureds are known for and beautiful long lustrous pitch-black hair.

And dad, he wasn't bad looking himself. He was tall, and like Cape Coloureds he didn't have front teeth. He was more brown than yellow and had big almond-shaped eyes. Aunt says all the girls wanted him when he was still alive but the love he had for mom made him blind.

But to say that they or at least one of them is a witch is a horrible thing to say. How dare Mrs Voss.

Okay, the way I came here was strange, very strange. I was sitting in front of the tv doing my homework when suddenly the whole house vibrated.

I freaked out, but I didn't scream or anything like that. Yeah, my eyes bulge from my skull but I was in shock. There aren't any earthquakes in Cape Town, so I didn't know what this could be.

My whole body was vibrating when suddenly a white light surrounded me and the next thing I know is that I am here.

"03 January 2015"

"Welcome to Meledsan Academy. I'm Mrs Voss, headmistress and this Mr Henley, headmaster."

The students have been waiting in the cafeteria for hours on end for something, anything because we were scared and nervous. Not all of us seemed unfamiliar with this place. Some seemed to be happy that they've received what they call around here, "The Calling, "

'Not many witches get them,' Margot told me as she gave me a mini-tour after Mrs Voss's welcoming speech.

'What do you and Mrs Voss mean? Witches? Warlocks, those things are fictional, '

Margot gave me a bright smile, revealing her big beautiful white teeth. She tucked her purple fluffy pen behind her ear so that it can rest between her ear and her red hair. "Tamzyn, isn't it?"

nodded my head. I gave her my name not even five

come here, and since you came. What

in her big deep-set green eyes

to look around me. Around

course. Meledsan Academy is a busy place. Some students were flying on brooms, others were playing with wands that spat actual

yeah we were stuck indoors and all these fictional things happened

was a witch. Who hides something so

but what I do know is that this is way too much to take

called the week of tests," Margot mentioned yesterday. "It is when

trying to say the ground I'm standing on is alive? I didn't want to ask her because

is and how wide it opens for her laugh. It makes it

witches are normally evil people, they wouldn't

a witch.

broad smile and placed her large hands on my shoulders and sighed, 'I felt out of place the first time too. But you have got to trust Meledsan, it

has a large brown bedside table with a dairy on it, this one I'm writing in right this moment. I'm not even sure why we are to use these books, but I'm gonna write about this

She told me to wait for her outside by the

saw her approaching me with a broad smile again. She is

so long, had to show another student around. Kelsey, she has accidental pink hair that she can't get rid off

smile. I'm still new here and so I

you mean

laughed, " just that," she replied and started moving towards the shop, "her naughty little brother played with a wand. He hasn't been blessed with magic yet and so him playing with magical instruments could get dangerous. He doesn't know spells so he doesn't

tell me the story to ease me up a bit. We reached the shop. It was a huge double story shop, Dudgeon's Wonderous Wands with a huge wand placed over the door's

surrounded by wands, sceptres and staffs. The owner, Jeffrey Dudgeon explained to me that different magic users

what she wants to be

asked him if I could take a picture, he agreed. I just want to compile something here. My testimony I guess, so

around because the wands normally pick out their owners. I walked around the shelves of wands. I never realised that one could get different wands. They were in their boxes and he suggested that I feel some of them. Some were heavy, some were light. Some looked plain and others were so beautiful. We came to the middle of the store where there was a golden table with a

the table were five wand holders, two of which were gone. I rushed over to the table

"They're beautiful, "

my phone to take another picture but Jeffrey stopped me from taking one. It wasn't allowed, not without their

grey wand, transparent. It