Anabeth Glasswall was a little intimidated with the crowd of students. "They seemed to be so confident..." *she sighs* Indeed, she was looking for a hole where she could hide herself. She knew, if she could she'd come into her own pocket. It was so embarrassing to be there, away from her family and friends. What her friends would say if they knew she was a witch? She tried so hard hiding her weirdness and then, that weird person with the letter arrived in her home and told everything about her to her parents! How was she suposed to trust in that kind of people who assume the right of tell about other's secrets?
She was wondering if she could miss the train and could go back to her home, having her normal life back... "No, it's impossible! My parents are scared... it's better to be away from them and the rest of the family rather to see them looking at me terrified... " Anabeth was lost in her own thoughts when she bumped against another student's back, spreading her belongings on the ground. She didn't dare to look at the person she had bumped against. She just whispered: "I'm sorry."