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Rated: E · Short Story · Entertainment · #2323594
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Jasmine Blake was a tall, slender brunette and she was also not your ordinary young lady. Jasmine now 21 years old knew she was different, her parents explained it to her early on. Jasmine grew up in Salem, Massachusetts to Jackie and Bobby Blake. The Blake’s were life long residents of Salem and they didn’t wish to live anywhere else they loved Salem.

Jasmine was born June 13th, 1997 she was a month earlier than her expected due date. It also turned out that this also happened to be a Friday the 13th. Jackie’s labor went smooth but long, she was in labor for 6 full hours. Jasmine Marie Blake arrived healthy into the world, weighing in at 6 pounds and 8 ounces she was 21 inches long. Her parents fell in love that day with their special little girl.

Jackie was a stay at home mom, she was so grateful that Bobby had such a well paying job that allowed her this luxury. She loved taking care of her home and her family and getting to spend so much time with Jasmine. It was around the age of 2 that Jackie had sensed there was something different about Jasmine. It wasn’t something  medically wrong, she had a clean bill of health from her pediatrician. This was something entirely different, something that Jackie couldn’t believe was happening to her little girl.

The first time Jackie saw it she passed it off as being a trick of her eyes. The next time there was no passing it off, there was no way of explaining it away. Jasmine was sitting in front of the television, waiting for Jackie to get lunch together. Jasmine was being fussy having no patience that day and she wanted her juice and she wanted it now. Jackie told her she was hurrying to give her a minute. She had just poured the juice and screwed the sippy top lid on and was coming back from putting the juice in the fridge. That’s when she saw it with her own eyes, the cup took flight from the kitchen table and flew over to Jasmine as she caught the cup, giggled and started to drink.

You see Jackie’s family has a long line of ancestry in Salem, Massachusetts and there have always been tales about the families bloodline. There were tales and stories that were past down through each generation as the children became of the appropriate age to be told. Jasmine hadn’t even come close to being the right age to hear these wild tales. But it looks like they may not be so wild after all, it looks like Jasmine may be the Blake’s very first witch.}




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