Hocus-Pocus

Ginny wasn’t like other children. Ginny could make the marionette hanging on her bedpost dance crazily. Or the dishes clatter in the cupboard. Or the water moccasins in the pond swim figure eights.

Just by focusing her thoughts. Just by willing them to do what she wanted. Whatever she wanted.

Sometimes her secret power scared her. Sometimes things happened that she didn’t really mean to happen. Sometimes, when people made her mad, it might just be the last thing they ever did…