Till my job is done…What job? Banishing evil? Is there a mission of some sort? thought Leesee.
What her mother told her wasn’t a usual thing a mother would say; then again, her mother was Abracadabee. She never wore usual clothes, for one thing. She didn’t look usual at all. She had about two feet long, light brown, dark, tangled hair. Her pale blue, wire glasses didn’t go well with her dark brown eyes. Every day she would wear a floating light blue cloak and a white nightgown no matter where she went. Her light gray scarf would wrap around the orb-like necklace she never took off. She made her daughter, Leesee different. Because her mother was an Abracadabee, all her strange actions passed down to her.
Luckily, no one noticed the queer traits of Leesee and her mother. They were never noticed; they appeared to always blend in with the busy town.
Perhaps Leesee had to know the surrounded people a little better? A light bulb rang above her head, as a flying, and random idea came to her: Go to school. This certain idea shined above all ideas she ever came up with, for some reason. She needed to become friends with her town, but they couldn’t know her as her, she had to be another type of person, one that hid her true self.
Leesee remembered how her mother told her years ago that her sister went missing. She thought of her broken family, separated within the universe. She only ever saw her mother. She never saw her sister. She never saw her dad. She never saw any of her grandparents, aunts, uncles, or cousins. She only saw her mother. Maybe, in those last eleven years, she did see her family, though it was too long ago. Maybe, her job was to bring her family together, even though she had no idea how she could ever do that. She had no idea how they looked like, though. She never saw any albums of any family members. Suddenly she felt her mother was hiding her past; her family. Maybe she was hiding everything.
The only person Leesee thought she knew was her mother. All her life, her mother was the one who guided her, taught her, helped her, and cared for her. Her mom even educated her, the things normal people taught normal kids, like how to read, write, and calculate numbers. Leesee loved her mother, no matter who she was, because she spent years caring for her.
They lived in a cottage-like house, away from the town, in the forest nearby. The house was filled with colorful flowers and herbs in the yard. Grass filled up the bare spots. Leesee never questioned why she was separated from everyone else, but she only became familiar with her surroundings. She also became familiar with the town surroundings, where she was instructed by her mother to stare at and observe.
It was time for a change. Leesee was prepared to reveal herself to the world, now her mother was gone. Instead of wearing light blue cloaks, blankets, and nightgowns, she was ready to transform herself into the girl everyone would think they know. Her helpful mother taught her how to live inside, and now she was going to teach herself how to live outside in the world. Holding the fancy paper with numbers her mom gave her years ago, Leesee sped down to the street to the store to buy what she need to fulfill her goal.