“ I was sixteen, still my mother’s prisoner, the night I became the whale. ”
Just because it's common doesn't make it less powerful.
~ Kendall Kulper
Cursed, I was cursed, and my mother said she’d given up magic for good, said it was a terrible thing, but she wasn’t above using it to keep me at her side, and she’s a hypocrite, a liar, a fraud and phony, and I hate her I hate her I hate her!
I stretched out on the carpet, eyes glazed over, my heart whirring with frustration and fear, and as my mother’s curse slowly, firmly, pushed my eyelids closed, my body went still. But on the inside I was screaming.
I am going to be murdered.It wasn’t any easier to face in the daytime.
