Author Note
Hi guys! Thank you so much for giving my story a chance.
This is the second story I've written but this is my first time writing paranormal. This is also my first time writing in the first person, so I hope it's okay.
Please leave a comment. I would appreciate any input that you all might have.
I hope you enjoy reading.
Let's jump straight into the story, shall we?

I'm just your average 24-year-old witch living in Euphoria Falls. All my life growing up I was told so many stories about witches and vampires.
I never believed any of those stories as a kid that they were real, that was until I did magic when I was 15.
From that day on I knew deep down the stories are all true. Vampires and witches are real. It makes me wonder if werewolves are real as well.
When I found out I was a witch, I never told anyone except my best friend Claire. We always told each other everything. Except I've been keeping a huge secret from her. I want to tell her but it's hard to talk about it.
I always thought that I was different to everyone but didn't know why. I wondered if my parents were like me.
I don't know why but deep down I had a feeling I was different to my parents. Strangely, we don't look like each other. I never put it all together.

Flashback
I never knew the truth about myself until I confronted my parents at 4 p.m. on a Friday when I was 16. We all sat down in the living room to have a cup of tea.
I took a sip of my tea then I took a deep breath and spoke.
"Mum, Dad, why am I different?"
I looked back and forth at my mum and dad.
"What do you mean you're different?" My mum asked.
"All my life I've felt that I'm different to both of you. We don't have the same facial features or same hair colour. And something always felt like it was missing."
At that moment they looked at each other and my mum's lower lip quivered. I knew I was right. We are different but I didn't want it to be true.
My mother's eyes landed on me then she spoke in a low shaky voice.
She lowered her head, avoiding my gaze, "You're ad- dopted"
I thought to myself, 'did I hear that right? No, I must have heard that wrong.'
"I'm what?" I asked, frightened.
My father placed his hand on my mothers then spoke. "The moment we saw you laying in the crib. We knew that you were our child"
My eyes started to water and my breathing became heavy.
"You lied to me! Why - WHY didn't you tell me?"
"I'm sorry, we wanted to wait till you were older to tell you." My mother explained.
"I - I need some air"
I stood up trying to control my tears as I walked towards the door and stepped outside, closing the door behind me. I couldn't believe it. I'm adopted. I can't believe they would keep a secret like that from me.
That's why I felt like I was different to everyone. I didn't know what to do so I walked to Claire's house. We only lived three houses down from each other.
I arrived at Claire's house.
Their house was very colourful. They always kept their bright green trees and lawn neat and tidy. It's a light shade of green with 3 triangle shaped tops
I walked up the driveway, took a breath and rang the doorbell. I took a step back looking at the other houses. My heart was pounding out of my chest that I couldn't hear myself think.
"mia?"
I turned around to face Claire, tears streaming down my face.
"What happened?" Claire asked worriedly.
I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out.
Claire spoke in a calm voice, "please come in and we can talk"
I nodded my head following Claire inside her house.
"Mum, I'll be upstairs with Mia," Claire yelled out.
I followed Claire down the hallway to her room. We stepped in and Claire closed the door behind us for some privacy. I sank onto Claire's bed.
"I-i just found out that I am adopted," I said in a shaky voice.
"oh! I know you will get through this. They are still your parents."
"I know, I love them to bits but now I know why I'm different. I'm a freaking witch!"
Claire smiled at me.
"I have the most extraordinary best friend," Claire said.
"Aww, you are the best. I couldn't ask for a better best friend."
I leaned in and gave Claire a big hug. Talking to Claire always calmed me down.
I wiped away my tears then spoke,"So do you think my bio mum's a witch as well?"
"I don't know. So what are you going to do now?" Claire asked curiously.
"I'm not sure"
"Are you going to try to find out who your bio mum is?" Claire asked.
"I want to but I don't understand why she abandoned me"
"I'm sure she had a reason. You should head home and talk to your parents." Claire said.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Thanks for talking with me. I don't know what I would do without you."
"I'm not going anywhere"
"Okay I should get this talk over with"

I left Claire's house making my way home. I have so many questions about everything but the more I think about it, it makes my head pound. I nervously opened the front door, closing it behind me then I walked into the kitchen. As I stepped into the kitchen I noticed my parents sitting quietly at the counter. I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of apple juice.
I took a deep breath then I spoke.
"Mum, Dad, I have so many questions but I know you both just wanted to protect me"
I took a sip of my apple juice.
"But I feel that it was wrong that you lied to me. You both didn't think I could handle this but if you had told me earlier. I would have been upset, yes but it would have been the truth."
My mum spoke in a low shaky voice, "We know and we are sorry. We will try to answer all questions but," she paused, looking down at her hand as she held a small white box with a blue ribbon around it. "Mia please sit"
"Okay"
"We had been trying for a baby for 4 years but it wasn't working. That's when I found out I couldn't have kids myself. Which broke my heart. So your father came to me and suggested we adopt. Usually, adoption takes 1 to 2 years. It didn't take that long at all. Within 10 months we found out we were getting a baby girl. We were over the moon."
She paused.
"Finally the day came to meet you. We walked into the adoption centre and we were so nervous to meet you. This small blue box was left with you."
My Father spoke up,"we were going to wait till your 18th birthday to tell you everything and to give you that small box."
My mum handed the small white box with a blue ribbon over to me. I looked down at the box.
"So my bio mum left this for me?" I asked nervously.
"Y-yes" my mum replied.
With a shaky hand, I opened the box. It was a beautiful sterling silver heart-shaped locket on a long silver chain. It was a simple but elegant locket. I ran my finger over the simple engraved detail.
"Do you know what her name is?" I asked.
"No. We do know she was a teenager when she had you and we are guessing she wasn't ready to be a mother." My mother explained.
"Oh!"
Later on, we ate dinner in silence then I went up to get ready for bed. I walked into the bathroom with the locket in my hand. Taking a breath, I put the locket on.
I looked in the mirror at myself. I finally felt like a small missing piece was coming together. I knew I should open the locket but deep down I wasn't ready.
I wanted to ask so many questions but finding all this out has drained me. I'm exhausted. I strolled back into my room getting into bed.
As I lay there I couldn't help but fiddle with my locket. I wonder if she looks like me? Or if we have similar personalities. Will we ever meet?

