closed Waterford, Ireland I'm really a... witch?

Today, I was waiting for my mom to come home from work. Usually, it wasn't that long, his car repairs, especially not in the evening, but here, it seems, it was, yes. I was in the living room of my house with my camera in my hand, photographing everything and nothing. Never do anything when mom isn't around.

It was only 5 p.m. and Oran was at daycare, Dad at work and Nolann in his room, chatting loudly on the phone, probably with his new girlfriend. I was looking for something to do.

My older brother walked out of his room, stretching and laughing at me again. "Still admiring you in your camera, you fox?" I don't care. "And you, during the mating season, raven?" I replied. He growls at me and goes back to his room, grimacing.

I'd like to do something with my day, stop loitering around and getting rejected. I'd like to help my parents or someone else but I don't know anything about myself, about my abilities... I don't even know who I am! I still have to look...

I might need glasses because no matter how hard I try and I can't find them. Especially since the incident three years ago, my bed on fire, no but serious?! Now my own parents are afraid of me, almost, I have a fire extinguisher in my room...