I stood up and walked towards the halberd. When I reached for the halberd, I felt a strong heat illuminating from the handle I thought would burn my hand, but to my surprise.


    My hand was fine.


    The fire didn''t affect me, but the surge of energy that went through my arm did. I droped the halberd and tried my best to hold in my scream. That''s when my father called me. I had to hide the halberd before he came up the stairs. To my surprise when I turned around, the halberd had shrunk down to pocket size and I quickly hid it.This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.


    "Laika, are you ok? Why are you not dressed for school?"


    "Sorry, I woke up late."


    "Hurry, or you''ll be late for morning classes."


    As father left my room, I smelt somthing burning, and as I turned around, the back of my shorts had burned away and almost burntthrough the floor boards. I quickly had to pick up the halberd before it went any futher. Welp, this was the first part of my story.


    I had to get ready for my first day at the royal magic school. My father and I were poor, but my father somehow got the King to enroll me, but I felt that I might not even be here for long.