A wicked birthday present
By arielaholic-fishie

It was the night of my eighteenth birthday party. I told my parents I didn’t want a big thing. Just invite a couple of friends bring a couple of drinks and some music. But no they had to hire a club and a Dj and go overboard with the decorations. Most of the people I didn’t know and someone had started to dance on the bar due to the alcohol. I couldn’t take it I had to get out of there my heart was pounding and my lungs were about to burst. I slipped out the back door no one would notice it was too dark so no one could see any way. The walls were cool, my shoes made a clacking noise as they hit the pavement. There was a black cat prowling above the gate on the wall. I wasn’t much of a cat person but I gestured it to come closer. I did need some company on my birthday. The cat leapt out of my arms and onto the floor. It circled me as if to inspect me. It wove its way through my legs as its fur stroked my leg a warm glow seemed to surround me. The cat sprinted off to the corner of the ally until I couldn’t see it any more.

A couple of minutes later I made my way back into the club. Most of the people had left due to the fact my parents had only booked the Dj for two hours. Only my best friends were left. Em and Abi were playing music out of there I-pods. “Jess where have you been all the strangers left ten minutes ago,” she said with a giggle.
“Did you enjoy your party Jessie” my mum asked with an anxious smile.
“Yeh it was the best.” I said awkwardly.
My dad was putting all the decorations in a black bag and the presents in a cardboard box. My parents drove me to my apartment so I could rest, and sleep for the rest of my life.Turning 18 was the most tiring thing I’ve ever done.

I woke up at ten o’clock the morning after. There was a pile of presents on the table in the corridor. The number of presents was uncountable they made a small trail from the corridor to the living room. I jumped in the shower and put on some new clothes and gazed at the mountain of presents. I started with a purple shiny one with a pink bow on Top. This one was defiantly from Em. The wrapping ended up on the floor, it revealed a necklace and earrings in a small jewellery box. The next was in a bag. The contents of the bag was a bottle of vintage wine from my god mother. She always knew what I wanted. A room full of presents later the apartment was full of paper and bags. I cleaning the rooms of paper then I saw a box on the end of the bed. The note on the side said open at midnight. The wrapping was distinctive with flowers and stars.

All day I was itching to open that present. There were a few visits from friends and family, but I couldn’t concentrate on what they were saying. The last visit was from my boy friend Adam. He was sweet with brown curly hair and the musical skills of a god. His kisses were true and deep, but the parcel felt more intriguing. Midnight finally came and it was time to open the mystery package. Inside the box was pink crape paper with a hard thing in the middle. I reached deeper into the box the object turned into a book with old pages and a hard cover. It looked so fragile like a baby. On the front of the book it said Jess’ personal witch craft book. I looked at the card. It said from the cat at the club. I thought it was a joke it must have been from my dad, he was always pulling pranks on me. On the book it had a note attached to it. The note said to go to the ally to fulfil my destiny.

The next day seemed to go so slow.  The alley was empty; there was sign of life except a few birds feeding off some scraps out of a rubbish heap. Suddenly the cat jumped off the top of the wall again. There was a flash of gold light and the cat had possessed two legs instead of four; it had slender curves and flowing black long hair. Instead of fur and a feline form. “Come with me,” she said as she stretched her hand out for me to take it. I took it trusting her. Another flash of light flashed but this time it surrounded us. We were exactly in the same place. But the town was frozen. “Listen to me,” she said.

“Why what’s happening.” I said nervously.

“You’re a witch.” she whispered.