Between magic
I've always been a normal boy, until my friend and I
went to the mountain, and the accident happened. And since that day nothing was
the same, when I woke up everything was different. I had the feeling of
electricity running through every bit of my body, but I didn't know the reason.
The strange thing about it was that my friend was feeling the same way. Scared
and confused with what was going on, we decided to do some exams, but
everything seemed alright. My friend was feeling worse with time, his attitude
changed and the good and innocent boy was disappearing. Pure evil was reflected
in his eyes, I never thought that from best friends we were to become big
enemies.
He does discover that he could manipulate people and
objects with his mind, virtue that made him think he was invincible. But it
wasn't like that as evil exist there is also good, he never imagined I had
those powers and much more. Defined with his; everything was turning more
difficult because he was only feeling good humiliating me in front of our
classmates, I was the clown in their eyes. It was incredible, I was being
humiliated by who was my best friend. He could never imagine I had the capacity
to stop him whenever I wanted with just having to think about it. Until one day
I was tired of the humiliations and it was then I stopped him trying to do it
again. From that moment his ego got even bigger since he wasn’t the only one
that could control people and discovering it made him even angrier. Creating a
fight every time, he had the opportunity. My friend was such a loving person,
but power corrupts people and that was what happened to him.
He had enjoyment humiliating others and making them
look bad, but I always stayed authentic and knew that only me could stop him.
Until one day he wanted to use his magic to harm somebody that was close to me.
In that moment I knew that nothing was more important than his ego and that I
decided to face him.
In that moment I noticed that I couldn't just still
and do nothing and decided I had to fight him magic against magic. The fight
was tough, a lot of times I thought it was over but I always remembered why I
was doing it which gave me the strength to keep going. In a moment with my last
breath I summoned the four mystical powers; the sky, the earth, the air and
fire. There I had victory, he couldn't do it because he couldn't defend
himself. And once again goodwin and it will always win because everything is
different and much beautiful when we live between magic.
The end
