Chapter 5

Here I am. In bed. I’m staying home from school because I’m…“sick”. Well, I’m faking it. I said I had a really bad stomach ache from too much popcorn – my dad’s so gullible. I’m really staying home because last night was really, really weird. It’s that necklace. I’ve put it on my desk, but I just keep staring at it. It was when I touched it; I was in bliss. The light made me feel so peaceful. But after all that, the light faded and was gone. Did I just imagine the light? I don’t know. Wonder what they’re doing today….thank-god I miss out on a day with crap subjects. I want to pick up the necklace and look at it. I was scared of it after the light; I just put it in my bag. But now, I just want to examine it more. This feels all too anime-manga-ish. I’ll become some sort of superhero or something, defending people from, oh I don’t know, the negaverse? I don’t want to get out of bed.
“Come here, necklace” I said sarcastically, with a flick of my wrist. But, wait, is the necklace…floating?! It just stopped in front of me and fell into my lap. I touched it; no light. What the…? “What are you?” I asked the necklace in awe. Then, out of nowhere, a small, pocket-sized book came out of thin air onto my lap (again). ‘The art of Magic. By Isis Louhi’. It was brown, and looked like it was from the 18th century, but it looked so new. So I opened it, hoping it would answer the weird question I just asked the necklace. And when I opened the book, it wasn’t pocket sized. It was all big and thick; boooriing. The front page, at least, gave a briefing for me. This necklace, is the source of my…my power!? And If I do not wear it for over 3 days, I could…I COULD DIE!?!?!? Woh, crazy stuff here. And that I’m a magi…magise….How do you pronounce it? I traced my finger on the word, and, the book talked, and pronounced the word. It talked…It’s pronounced “magic key” and spelt “magice” – who the hell made that up? Anyway, it says a “magice” is a being of power so great, only someone with a pure heart can contain the magic and keep it from going evil. I have a pure heart at this age? Hello, magic-freaky necklace. I lie to everyone about who I am; I mean, sure I say I love Japan, but I don’t always act true to that, I lie to people to be kind; how is that pure!? The book also says there are rules. And stuff. “Thou magic shall improve with thy time and practice.”
What does Isis mean by ‘pure’? Oh, my phone just went off. It’s Alisha. Of course, it’s lunch. The girls would want me to tell them “all the juicy details”.
“Hey?”
“OMG! Hey Nat!!” Here we go
“How was last night, nudge nudge, wink wink. Bahaha” Oh girls, please shut-up. That’s right, I’m “sick”. I can let them off lightly.
“It was good. Although, I think I caught a cold since it was really freezing.” Ka-ching!
“Oh…okay. Ttyl!” That was Hannah. Then they all said bye. For 20 seconds. Urgh.
My laptop just went bing. Sally’s on msn, Cool. I might tell her – darn it. Just read a rule at the bottom of the third page “Thou shall tell about magic to those also with ye pure heart”. How the heck do I know who has a pure heart?! Argh! This book is too confusing. Anyway, talking to sally is cool. She had a day off today. I feel tired. I said bye and went to bed. I lay down and put the necklace on. I thought real hard about it being invisible, and it did. Cool. I asked you term two, to give me your best. As in to give me a challenge, not give me a date with the greatest guy on earth and magic that is so powerful that my worries will be gone by a click of my fingers? Wonder if the necklace doubles up as a dream catcher?


Glossary“I’ll become some sort of superhero or something, defending people from, oh I don’t know, the negaverse?” – The negaverse is the evil head-quarters of the evil people in the English dub of Sailor moon (and maybe Japanese version- can’t remember)