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