• Here's a part of a story I'm writing right now. An intro of a magical girl story I wrote. Enjoy! I haven't decided on a name yet.

    Have you ever seen someone look at you, eyes filled with hatered in a cold stare? I have, and it was my best friend. I knew him from since kindergarden and we have been best friends for a long time. He would always introduce me into new things, mainly dealing with magic. He would always tell me " with pure heart, you will see the beautiful things that become invisable by the cold world." That saying made me happy and eager to see all the magic that he could see, to feel the energy of the elements and to do things that people tell you that can't come true. I tried and tried and yet, I wasn't able to see the magic he was talking about. Soon, I began to hate him and get jealous because if he could see it, why can't I. I wanted to touch the sky, teleport to school and hear the trees speak, but I could never heard a sound, feel a single could and walked to school each morning.

    I bullied him. I made him cry. I tormented him until rivers flown down his sapphire crystals he called eyes. Everyone bullied him. Everyone made him cry and everyone tormented him until rivers flown down his sapphire crystals he called eyes. Even then the other students called him names and beat him up, he would always look at me and his eyes say "why are you doing this" and " why won't you stop this!?" One day I confronted him and I told him why you can see it, but I can't and I remember his expression, the same as now with eyes filled with haterd and a cold stare.

    "You will never be able to see them!" He yelled, with all his might. "You don't have a pure heart so you will never see them!"

    Those words had stayed inside me for the rest of my life. After Four grade, my family moved. Everyone from my class waved me good bye but him, the person I wanted to see the most. I remembered crying on the trip and from then on, I searched to find the magic. I looked everywhere, but could never see it.

    One day, I stumbled on a floating thing with wings. I thought it was a butterfly until it flew right torwards my face and I found out it was a fairy. I was excited that I could finnally see magic, but I found out that she came to me for help. Her name was Cerisier and she came because my best friend was changing. She told me that once you could see a magic being, you will always see one and if a persons heart becomes corrupt with darkness, they will use magic for their own purposes. She also told me that since I saw her that I have the ability to be a Lanceur de Sorts (spellcaster) and may have to use magic to stop him.

    "You to will meet again." She told me. "He is changed and he will do anything in his power to break you, so best be prepared."

    When we meet, he gave me eyes filled with hatered and a cold stare. We were Sophmores now and alot of things has changed for all these years, but I won't let him fall in to evil because of my doing.