Are you aware that there are magicians all around us? Not the type that keeps children happy at parties. The types of magicians that I am going to talk about here are the real thing. The ones who can wave their hands and make spells and smoke, the real magicians. And as with normal people there are good and bad magicians.
In this story, it is about a magician who is still young. So the story begins. And his name is Hugo.
Hugo was in his room, sleeping peacefully when his mother came in and shook him as he sat up in bed grumpilly. 'Again? I wish it was still the holidays' he said. 'Waking up so early and i don't like some of the people there'. His mother replied ' but you do have friends there right? Why worried so suddenly'? Hugo did not want to tell his mother so he went grumbling to the toliet. As he washed up he gradually felt better about school as it would be fun to see his friends again. The walk to his school made his temper rise again. And he wished he could fly. But my mother warned him sternly not to use any magic in view of anyone.
As soon as he caught sight of his best friend, he felt more cheerful and went to meet Edwin.(This school is a normal school because they had to learn to lives with the normal humans if they wanted to have friends. Their magic is learnt naturally) The bell rang for classes after a while and they rushed to the class. They were not happy about it as they did not like history. They were in the last year at school and the workload was stressful. After school they went for a walk at the shopping mall near their school and quite near their house too. It was a normal day for them. (As they always went walking by themselves after school) When the time to go home was up, they reluctantly went home.
While at home he could freely use his magic to help him to take a bath, and float over to his table to start doing his homework and to make his bed. But he could not use it to help him with his homework. His parents would be very angry and shoot him with their magic.(Magician parents doing that would be like using a cane) And he was a good boy. As soon as he finished his homework, he went outside to eat dinner and to use the magic which he was forbidden to use outside He changed the television into a radio and it blasted some loud music that made his mother rush out of the kitchen in shock, saw what he did and changed back the television as she remembered worse things that she herself did as a teenager. Her mother had to call in quite a few magicians to clear up the mess and was so engrossed in her memories that she did not say anything to Hugo. He looked at the time and went to sleep before his mother can remember to come and scold him.
After she remembered she should have said something to prevent him doing tricks like that again she went to his room only to see him sleeping even before his supposed bed time. 'He is just like me' she thought to herself before switching off the lights and closing the door behind her.