Post by Zoë-Lynn Kavanagh on Apr 28, 2009 20:34:33 GMT -7
A Wonderful Birthday May 30, 2029
Well hello Journal my name is Zoe. Actually its Zoe-Lynn Kavanagh but trust me it's a mouth full, so just call me Zoe. Mother (Willow) gave you to me so that I could write everything down that happened while I was away. Not really sure this is great or not. Never been a 'diary' writer, but you know what I am willing to try.
So yesterday was my Sixteenth birthday. It's a big day. So many things were just waiting for this day to come. I'm still trying to get my head around everything that has happened in the past few days. Thirteen days ago I received a letter from Providence Academy. A letter that says I have been accepted to attend the prestigious high school that is held within Mount Providence. If I do well there I might actually be one of the few students considered for admittance to further her education at Greens Academy.
Neither mother nor myself knew anything about this. So I quickly took it down the street to visit the town 'witchy woman', Teigra. It's what the visitors call her. I always hated that. It is one of the few things that I will actually get involved with. No one every stands up for her. Everyone always says that she is way too frightening for them to get involved with. So I end up being one of the extremely few that actually stands up for her.
Hurrying down the road to her small hut. I was both very excited and also nervous. Would it be good to have been accepted? Would it be horrible? I hadn't even applied, that was what was such a surprise. How can I be accepted into something that I hadn't even applied for. Rushing into her small home, I found her sitting at her small table. I loved my visits here. Teigra was the only person in town that she could go to where she didn't have to hide the face she was a witch. Many days were spent around the small table learning all Teigra had to teach about the craft.
I showed Teigra the letter. It took her a little while to read it. I was so excited I couldn't stand still. Fidgeting over everything. It felt like forever when she finally spoke. Turing to face her I saw that she had laid her reading glasses back on the table. "First and foremost, Congratulations Zoe. I always knew you had it in you. This is the best school that a young witch or wizard can possibly attend." Slowly she stood and walked toward her scared chest that held all sacred things. I had never seen in it. So naturally I am very intrigued by it. When Teigra came back to the table she had in her hand a small necklace. Her next movement took me by complete and total surprised. "This will be yours. Take it with you. As a reminder of me." Closing my hand around it, she placed a finger to my lips. "Shhh my dear. I'm old. I've lived my life fully. I have also had the wonderful chance to not only watch you grow into this beautiful young woman but also a very gifted witch." I left Tiegra house that day filled with many emotions. Every time I look at the small butterfly necklace she gave me I will always remember her.
The letter said I would leave for Providence on May 30th. That would be only a day after my birthday. There goes having a loud and over joyous birthday party. Yea right. That won't happen. There is no way it can happen in this hell hole, I mean wonderful dead town we call home. Alderson, Alberta, Canada, better known as one of the more famous Ghost Towns of Canada. They actually pride themselves on being called this. I never understood it. Wouldn't you want to prosper not become dead. But this place seemed to be the direct opposite. I never got that one.
Mother told me time and time again why we moved here. After my father, Jerek, left us my mother knew we would have to go somewhere that she would be able to hide my 'special gift'. She didn't like actually saying, witch or wizard, or magic for that matter.
Sometimes I wonder if she really moved her because she wanted to hide me from everyone or what. I know nothing at all about any of my family. She never talks about them. Do I have any aunts or uncles? What about grandparents or cousins. Maybe one day I will be able to actually find this out on my own.
Hiding in Alderson was a lot easier said than done. Even as a child I never liked to be inside. I wanted to be outside no matter the time of day or weather. Mother would miss me and I would be down the street or somewhere in the woods. Playing with someone's dog or bringing a stray home. It wasn't until I blew up a neighbors shed because I didn't want to go home, that my mother decided I shouldn't be out or even around anyone. That was when Tiegra first came for a visit. She was the answer my mother had been praying for. So my private lessons begun at the wee young age of five.
I spent the next few days packing and reflecting on what would be happening. It was hard. I would be leaving everything I had ever known. Leaving behind the one person that had never left me. How would I be able to get on the train and leave my mother standing alone on the platform? I could only hope. I could only pray that it would actually be possible.
Waking up on May 29, I looked around the room. It would be my last full day here. But I wouldn't actually be in my room all day. Mother and a few friends had planned a big gala. The morning was filled with shopping. What better way to spend your birthday than by shopping? It was wonderful. Store after store. Outfit after outfit. Hours were spent trying clothes on and off. Time flew by. Upon returning home, I packed the mountain of new clothes into a new suitcase.
Many people from the town had gathered in the town square to not only help celebrate my birthday but also to wish me well. Of course they only thought I was leaving for some fancy boarding school. A feeder school for something like Harvard or Yale. Only my mother, Tiegra and myself knew where I was actually leaving for. Excitement filled me. After all the entire event was about me. It was my time to shine. I was loving it. Getting a chance to spend time with my neighbors and few friends, having the chance to tell them all goodbye, was wonderful. Could anything ruin the night or make it better?
The night progressed and soon it was present time. Of course there was presents. I mean come on. What kind of sweet sixteen party would it be without gifts? They were wonderful too. Clothes, jewelry and the best one of all, money. I would defiantly need it while I was away. Soon the pile of gifts were over and we were all just sitting around and talking. Nothing out of the ordinary. Laughing and joking. Everyone just having a wonderful time. When Crystal, a young child from the village walked to me. "Here Zoe I think you drop this one."
I held the small box in my hands. I hadn't actually seen it before. So where had it come from. Searching the box over for a note of any type. But nothing marked the box. Nothing said who it had come from. I turned it over and over in my hands. What should I do? Glancing up to see if anyone was making any type of movement to claim they had left it. But no one was doing anything. Letting out a deep breath I opened it. Inside was a card. A card from the one person I never expected to ever see anything from.
Jerek Kavanagh had not for got her daughter's important birthday after all. I read the care over and over. It was a pretty generic card. "Happy Sweet 16 With love Dad." I froze turning the card and envelope over and over in my hand. Color must have fell out of my face because my mother rushed to my side. She was worried. What had made me react the way I had. "Jerek felt the need to send me this." I said handing her the card. This meant he had been close. If he was that close why hadn't he stuck around. Didn't he think it would mean more if he had actually given it to me his self. At that point the party was pretty much over.
That night was full of a heavy fitful sleep. I awake on May 30th still extremely sleepy. But I had a train to catch. Getting out of bed was harder than I thought it would have been. Finally I was dressed and ready to leave for the train. Mother took me to the station. Of course the goodbye were hard. But I did it. Sitting on the train I watched my mother get smaller and smaller, until she was gone.
I awoke to being gently shaken by a train attendant. I was there. I had arrived at Providence. The thousand emotions that had filled me when I received my letter was back. Taking that first step off the train into the station was the most important step I think I will make for a very long time. Welcome to Providence, Zoe.
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