Mom,

Why didn't you tell me this? Why did you keep this from me? How could you keep this big thing from me? Why didn't you tell me I was a witch? I just don't get it. I wish that you were here. To help me with this. My dreams have gotten worse, I've gotten worse. Maybe I'll talk to grandma…..maybe to Cassie…. I don't know maybe to no one. I'll talk to you later mom.

-Love Willa

I let out a heavy sigh as I put my pen down to rub my eyes. It's been two week since I last talk to anyone really. Maybe I was just over reacting or maybe I wasn't. What am I going to do? I asked myself. It was easy to pass people in the halls, and take the bus instead of riding with Cassie to school. But when it comes to home it's hard to pass Cassie when she wants to talk or when my grandma tries to get me to talk to her. I let another sigh out when I heard the cabinet doors bang in the kitchen. Telling me that my grandma was awake. I put my dairy or more like a book of letters to my mom under my pillow, and went to my closet to get ready for the day. I pulled on my black leggings, my black Beatles shirt with their 1964 US tour on the back. Then I pull on my white, green, and navy blue plaid shirt, and then slipped on my grey moccasins. I looked at myself in my full length mirror. Well I look presentable. I thought to myself. I walked down stairs to find my grandma sitting in the kitchen with her coffee and cigarette.

"Morning grandma." I said

"Oh she speak!" my grandma said. Like I said I haven't talked to anyone in two weeks.

"Yes she does." I say and I pour coffee into my mug.

"I'm glad to hear you say something." I just smile as I sit next to her.

"So what are you going to do on this fine Saturday morning?" I ask

"Probably just water the plants. How about you?"

"I don't know. I might go to the book store."

"Maybe bring Keila with you?"

"I don't know grandma."

"You need to talk to people. To your friends. I know what's going on and they are worried about you."

I sigh and said "Grandma I just don't want to talk about it or to anyone."

"Willa maybe it would be good for you to at least talk to one of your friends."

"Why?"

"I can tell that you need someone." There was a silence.

"Grandma why did mom hide this secret from us?"

"I don't know dear but I can tell you this, she did it because she thought she was protecting you and Cassie."

"I think that I'm going to go. Love you grandma." I said as I kissed her cheek.

"Love you to Willa."

I took a deep breath when I walk into the book store. I love it. The smell of coffee and books all over the place. This is peaceful. I thought to myself. I walk down the fiction sections. Water for Elephants seems like it would be intersecting. I stood on my tippy toes and still couldn't grab the book. I let out a breath of frustration. Being 5'3 sucked sometimes.

"Need some help?" oh please don't let it be who I think it is.

"Umm yeah." I said as I looked at the guy.

"Willa?" Shoot. I thought.

"Hey Adam." I just looked him.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine." He just looked at me as if he was trying to see if there was anything I was hiding.

"Umm how are you?"

"I'm good." There was a long pause.

"Willa are you sure that you're fine?"

"Yeah." I said with a forced smile.

"We miss you. I miss you." He said as he looked me in the eye then hugged me. I felt bad because I just ignored them without them explaining anything to me. I buried my face into his chest and said.

"I missed you to." He let me go and grabbed my book. He looked at it and nodded as if approving it.

"Water for Elephants hmm good read." And then handed it to me with a crooked smile. I smiled and said

"Thanks."

"Maybe you should give the circle a chance Willa."

I sighed and said

"Maybe." And looked down at my book.

"And don't forget about Keila. She has been wanting to speak to you well more like yell but you that's Keila." I let out a light laugh.

"Just come to my house tomorrow. Everyone will be there, just thinking about it ok?"

"ok." He gave me one last hug and whispered into my ear.

"Bye Willa."

"Bye Adam."