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The Curse of Magix *7*
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 Created on 5-31-08
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It had been about a week and a half after Ciarra’s release from the infirmary, and she was still no closer to breaking her curse. She had been trying her hardest to do kind things for everyone whenever she could. Anyone who didn’t know her well would think that she was one of the nicest people they had ever met. However, behind this kind front, there was always a small kernel of unease. Finally, she got fed up.
“Aaah! I can’t take it anymore!” Ciarra screamed in frustration. “This is way too hard!”
“Ciarra,” Camille scolded gently, “you can’t give up now! You’ve come so far, and you’ve been working so hard. I’m sure you’ll get it if you keep trying.”
“No I won’t!” Ciarra yelled. “I just can’t do this anymore! I give up!”
Ciarra stormed out of their dorm and ran outside and towards the school’s enormous garden. She always went there if she wanted to be alone. She could hear Camille’s rapid footsteps echoing in the hallway behind her, trying to catch her. But she didn’t want to be followed. She wanted to be alone.
She spun around and shouted, her voice quaking with anger, “Leave me alone! Can’t you see I don’t want to be bothered?!”
Camille stopped in her tracks and watched Ciarra run off to the gardens. Camille sighed and turned to go find Angel. She intended to give Ciarra some space, but she wasn’t sure if it was completely safe. After all, the witches were still up to their evil ways.
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Ciarra shrieked and ducked below an azalea bush, expecting to feel unimaginable pain. She squeezed her eyes shut and prayed that she wouldn’t get hit. It was raining dark needles and, when she needed it the most, all of the spells she had learned earlier that year escaped from her mind. She couldn’t remember a single thing.
Moments passed, and still nothing happened. Ciarra slowly opened her eyes, seeing a glowing force field protecting her. She sat up and searched her surroundings, looking for who was shielding her. Not too far away, she saw Camille standing with her arms outstretched, magic flowing out of her fingertips.
Ciarra smiled. “You saved me,” she whispered.
“Of course I did,” Camille said softly. “That’s what friends are for.”
[[ooh! only a few more chapters left of this story!! heehee i'm excited! anyways... as always.. thanks for reading!]]
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