Chapter 47

Thinking that I had some sort of magical power was bizarre but witnessing said power and actually wielding it was even crazier. I’d gone through a number of self-doubts in my life just like the next person but this one was the hardest pill to swallow. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do about it. Did I need a mentor? Would I become an apprentice of another witch in order to be able to learn how to control my power? What was my power really? Was it just telekinesis or something more? What else could I possibly do? These questions only added to the piles of things that I needed to figure out.

I’d gone to sleep and yet by the time I woke up in the morning, I still had it. I tried using the red smoke to open the curtain and it worked, proving to me that it wasn’t just a dream last night. Well, the part where Alana possibly had or would murder someone was still a dream. Fortunately, after that horrible nightmare and actually experiencing being Alana The Killer, I hadn’t had any dreams an