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Post by hanna meredith vassey on Nov 4, 2010 9:24:32 GMT -5
It was hopeless. Hanna wouldn't be able to get this right. Out of all three of the Vassey sisters, she had the hardest time mastering the craft. She was out in the park, near midnight, knowing this was the best time to practice alone. She didn't need Bella and Gabrielle peering down her shoulder and peeking in on her. If she'd wanted that she would have stayed at home. Hanna loved her sisters but she felt smaller than them because she just couldn't handle her gift. She didn't want to be a witch. She just wanted to be normal...like before.
She stood out by the fountain, trying to levitate the water out of its path. Hanna closed her eyes, tight, trying too hard to concentrate and lifted her hands up. She tried so hard.....so hard.....it took her a moment before the water started to move. Hanna could feel it. Then she opened her eyes quickly, watching it move out of path, going up slowly. But it dropped back down into its original path. Hanna sighed, angry. What is wrong with me? she thought. She had to master this craft, she had to. Nothing was helping. She sat down on the edge of the fountain and put her head in her hands. This was hopeless.
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