She was free, finally free! When she felt she was a safe distance away she stopped running and just walking around smiling for no apparent reason. She walked until the sun was setting and she came to a green field. She decided to stay there for the night. She set up a little bed and took out a loaf of bread she had grabbed.
Celest sat thinking about all that had happened in her life and sitting in the field, listening to the crickets chirp in the sunset she felt blessed. Even though the rest of her life hadn't been at all good she knew something had finally gone right.
She must eventually lay down and feel alseep to night's lullaby because hours later she was awakened by the birds calling in the morning. She felt rested and ready, but she didn't know what she was getting ready for yet.
Just when she was taking her first bite of apple for breakfast a small cat came up to her. It looked even more hungry than she felt so she dug around for something a cat might eat. All she had was bread and apples so she put out a little bread for it. It seemed thankful and it purred as it ate.
Suddenly she had a flashback...

The sun was shining out into the beautiful green back yard and she was laughing on a cute little swing-set. A motherly women came out the backdoor of the cozy house with outstretched arms.
She remembered this was her mother as she imagined herself run towards the women. She hugged her around the legs tight and turned to a cat with square markings around its eyes. It walked over and purred around her legs.

She figured the cat probably triggered it. The memory of her mother reminded her of the letter that her parents had left her. She took it out of her things and starred at it for a moment. She shrugged and hoped that this letter would show her what she should do next.

Dear Celest,

I know this may not help you forgive us for leaving you, but at least you will know why. Your father and I are very poor. We already have two daughters and we love you just as much as we love them, but we just can't afford another child right now. We are terribly sorry for this Celest. We hope whoever takes care of you is as good as you deserve.
Now, Celest, you are a very special girl. In every way, but in one in particular. This may come as a shock, but you are a witch. You have magical powers and everything. I know you may doubt this but think hard. Do you remember doing unexplainable things whenever you were upset? You probably do. Ever since the second day you were born you have shone your abilities. You didn't like you diaper changed and whenever the nurses tried to do it you would some how end up with a clean one before they touched you. What memories we made in the 3 months we had you. I really regret having to give you up because I know you will do great things.
When you turn 11 you will be going to Hogwart's. Its a school for witches and wizards. Don't worry about any of the arrangements, they will send you a letter and everything will work out from there.
Lastly, we will tell you our names. Your fathers name is Jonathan Evans and my name is Lilian Evans. You have two sisters named. Petunia and Lily. Later in life please contact us if you have forgiven us. We will always love you.
Always,
Your mother and Father

By the end of this letter she was in tears. Her mother seemed like such a wonderful person. She was sad that they had left her, but so happy that they did love her. Even more she was confused. Her? A witch? Well, now that she thought of it odd things did happen to her a lot. Once she was being forced to clean a rich women's house and she seemed to be able to do work double fast. Madam Curtis was baffled and sent her to her room for a week with no food or water. Once during a beating the belt had suddenly disappeared. Even yesterday when the floor caught fire around Madam.
But if this was true what happened to the letter from school? Maybe Madam had taken it away. That must have been it.
Celest sat pensive for an hour until finally yelling out,"I forgive you. I forgive you."

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She began walking shortly after and thinking of going down to the city record house. It was the only thing she could do. She took her time since it was so near.
When she got there she was almost to weak to open the heavy double doors. The building was large and had high ceiling. There was a long counter on one side and behind that a door leading to a room full of filing cabinets. There were a lot of adults in suits there and she felt very out of place in somewhere so fancy. She thought of just turning back, but remembered why she was there and took a deep breathe. She stepped up towards the counter.

"Ma'am, can I help you?" The lady at the counter asked.
"Yes, I would like to see records for Lilian or Jonathan Evans, please. They are my parents."
"In that case, let me get them for you."
The women hurried into the back room for a few minutes and Celest stood uncomfortably at the counter trying not to look at anyone.
"Here you are ma'am. There is a copy machine over there if you would like to use it."
"Thank you." Celest said as she walked towards the copier. She wasn't sure how to use it, but she got in line anyway. She was always good at figuring out things.
She looked at how the man before her used it and figured it out in about 5 minutes. The people in line got impatient waiting for her, but she didn't care. She was about to learn about her parents and her family.
She went back to her spot in the field and had lunch. Celest began to read what she thought would help her find her way in the world.