Leaving home
A few years have passed since I learned that I was a weapon like my mom and so far I haven't figured out if I want to leave home and find somewhere to live or if I want to stay home.
One day while I was in my room thinking, my mother came in with a smile on her face as if she saw the happiest thing on earth. "Hello Beverly," my mother said lovingly. "Hello mom," I replied. "Is something wrong, dear?" she asked even though she already knew the answer. "I guess so," I replied simply. "Tell me," she said encouragingly. "Well I don't know if I want to stay here at home with you guys or if I want to leave home and find somewhere to live," I replied feeling very unsure. My mother just smiled when she heard this for she knew that someday I would say something like this.
"You know Beverly, your father and I will not be upset if you decide to leave home because no matter where you go we will always be family," she said lovingly. "Yeah but if I don't stay here then will I go?" I replied/asked. Just then my father came into the room. "You could always go to Death City, Nevada and attend the DWMA," my father replied. "The DWMA?" I asked sounding confused. "Yeah, it's a special school for weapons and meisters so that they can learn how to control their powers," he explained. Hearing that there was a school for people like me made me feels really happy especially since I always thought that I was the only person who was a weapon. "What do you say, Beverly? Do you want to attend the DWMA?" my mother asked even though she already knew the answer. "Absolutely!" I replied happily. With that said, my family and I headed towards Death City, Nevada where my school and home awaited for me.