You know what the issue is with this world? Everyone wants some magical solution for their problem, and everyone refuses to believe in magic.

For Bri


I lost my mother, too. I get so angry about all of it. Being taken from her, hunted by a demon, this fate that we have been handed. I bury it. It’s still there. Always there. I get it. If either one of us gives in to this anger, we’ll never know what really happened to our mother. I hated her. For leaving us. Taking the coward’s way out. Going crazy. Reyes may know more. She could be the key. Maybe Henry got that coin to you to stop us from knowing the truth that they don’t want us to know. Jenny… I need you to use that rage to beat them. I am not about to let them do this to us again. Are you?


*at the mall*
*see something cute*
*barely touch it*
*it falls off the hanger*
*clothing rack collapses*
*whole store falls apart*