Dear Diary,

Today has got to be the worst day of my life. I am not exaggerating, either. I went to school this morning thinking this would be like any other day. That's until Coltian spotted me at my locker. I've mentioned how much I detest that High Elf before but he really crossed the line. That idiot passed by me with his smirk before turning back to face my direction, and threw a rotten egg at me. It cracked on the top of my head! 

I loathe Coltian! Anyway, I went to the infirmary to see if shampoo was available to wash that goo off. I was told to wrap my head with a shower cap to hide the smell. It didn't work. So, I was sent to the Headmaster's office  to explain what happened. I was told that I would need to leave school for the rest of the day. This would count as an absence, and I had an exam in Elemental Magick that I would not be able to make up. So, there goes my perfect attendance and A grade. I was so angry. I tried so hard to reason with the Headmaster, but he stood by the decision, and told me to leave his office because my smell was intolerable. 

So, I left the office, went to my locker, and I lost control. This was injustice! If I could not finish the school day, I made sure that nobody would, either. I went to the Alchemy Lab because there was a fresh delivery of fertilizer. The doors were left open so I snuck in. I was not thinking very clearly at this point. I should have known that staff members were going to arrive with another load. So, I was caught with an open crate of fertilizer by the air ducts that I covered with ammonia. Before I could be stopped, I used a withering spell on the mix that created a gas that could be lethal. I wasn't trying to kill anyone. I just wanted to produce a gas leak to close the school down for the day. One custodian pulled the alarm, another grabbed me by the arm to dragged me outside. He wasn't very gentle. 

When we got to the safe point, an explosion occurred, students, teachers, and other staff came out of the school screaming. Thick black smoke rose into the air. The school's defense system rose a shield that created a barrier preventing anyone from entering or leaving. The remaining Elves inside placed shields around themselves, but many of them were very injured. This was complete chaos. 

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I was isolated from everyone, except for a couple of officiants. They placed cuffs on my wrists to ensure that I wouldn't be able to use Magick. They also put shackles on my ankles to keep me from running. I told them I didn't want to run. I wanted to help. I didn't mean to cause harm. They ignored me. I was also pushed to the ground. 

Rescue crews arrived. Healers tended to who they could but many were sent to the hospital due to the lack of necessary supplies. The Headmaster was able to deactivate the barrier. I watched as students were carried away from the school. Some crawling to safety, covered with burns, incapable of breathing. I sat on the ground, crying. The Headmaster was the last to exit with a shield surrounding him. His eyes were full of fury. He scanned the crowd until he spotted me. I don't think I was ever that afraid until that moment. He didn't approach me. He turned his focus to the severely injured.

The sun began setting as the last of the faculty and students were gone. Repair crews began surveying the damage. I saw the Headmaster speaking with my parents. They were not happy at all. I saw my Mother crying. My Father shook with rage. I was sure that I would go to prison. Or worse. I did this out of petty revenge. The Elven Counsel would not be lenient. 

After about another hour, my parents along with the Headmaster came towards me. I braced myself. I deserved whatever punishment they would give me, but I was still terrified. The two officiants saluted the Headmaster. He told them to remove my shackles and cuffs, then dismissed them. I didn't say a word. I just looked at the three angry faces peering down at me, and cried. The Headmaster instructed my parents to get me out of his sight. 

I was brought home in silence. My parents didn't say a single word. Once we got home, I went straight to the shower. I came to my room to find a plate of food but I couldn't eat. I don't know if I can even sleep. I keep hearing those pain filled screams. I really hope no one died. Many of them were my friends. I should not have snapped like that. Coltian finally got me to crack. I can't blame him for what I did, but I blame him for pushing me over the edge. I can't let anyone get me to this point again. That's if I survive this mess. 

Sometimes, I really hate being a Death Faery. I am having a difficult time controlling my own emotions. If I can't do that, how can I control my powers? 

My parents just told me to turn the lights off.