I pretty much look the same all the time. I have black hair, pale skin, and I usually just wear black clothes. Its not because it means something special, I just dont really care enough to choose other outfits. Its simple, and I dont have to think about it. Sometimes people ask why I dressed that way, but I never really have a real answer.

most days i keep to myself, not in a sad way i just dont feel the need and hassle to talk

My family was normal and nice, nothing dramatic or bad. They sometimes wondered why I was so quiet, but I didn't know what to say. I just enjoyed being by myself and not doing much.

The first time I experienced magic, at five years old was pretty random. I wasn't upset or scared or anything like that. I was just sitting at a table, bored and not doing anything important. There was a pencil next to me, and it moved a little bit. I didn't freak out or shout. I just stared at it and thought it was strange.
It didn't seem like a big deal. It felt like something that was already inside me and just came out by accident. I didn't even know what to do next, so I just sat there.