*this is not a photo of me at the top / on my profile*

i have long 2a brown hair, a hazel eyes and perfect white teeth. almond nails and a upturned nose & almond eyes.

well health, healthy sometimes breakdowns. doesn't like self-harm, i care about my self.

happy family, perfect family, perfect friends, perfect life. family was kind and patient, i have pretty and handsome friends / bestfriends, i had the best life and i was rich

It was a rainy Tuesday afternoon, and I was feeling particularly bored. I was stuck inside, watching the raindrops race down the windowpane, when I decided to try a new trick with my yo-yo. I'd been practicing for weeks, trying to master a new move called the "Double Loop." I kept trying, but it just wouldn't work.
Frustrated, I tossed the yo-yo onto the couch. To my astonishment, it didn't just land there—it flew onto the couch, spinning in a perfect circle before settling down. I stared at it, my jaw slack. Had that really just happened? I picked up the yo-yo, examining it closely. It seemed perfectly normal.
Suddenly, I remembered a story my grandmother had told me about her childhood. She had accidentally made a whole stack of dishes disappear when she was angry. Could that be what had happened to me? Had I somehow accidentally made the yo-yo fly?
I tried to repeat the trick, but nothing happened. I was left with a strange feeling, a mix of exhilaration and fear. I knew that I had experienced something special, something that felt like magic. But what did it mean? And what else could I do? I guess I'll just have to keep practicing and see what happens. Maybe I am a witch after all.