You turned five today, it’s nine and you walk down the hall and up the stairs towards a door.

Abuela held out a candle, for you to hold. You put your hands on it and pull away grabbing the door knob.

You appear on the door with music notes in the background, which you found out it meant if you sang a song about anything it will happen. Abuela shouted “we have a new gift” to the people and they applauded.

Ten years have past, and your gift was forbidden to be used by Abuela. Because she thinks it’s too powerful as it can: kill someone, get them injured, have homes destroyed, and ruin their reputation.

You’ve grown impatient and rouge. That night you couldn’t go to sleep. You threw the blankets off your bed and got up. Looking in the mirror…