I have decided to post some of my story I'm writing up on my post to find out what people think about it...so here goes a couple of paragraphs:

Marissa sat on the edge of her bed. She grabbed her wand of the bedside table. A simple flick of her wand and her hair was waist length again. Her eyes would slowly go back to brown. Her body was now focusing on the burn. It had formed a large blister. Marissa cold feel something like ice flowing through her veins, it had begun to heal itself. She sat up straighter when the icy blood reached the burn. When she looked down again there was only a little scar. She was not worried.

Marissa had not talked to her family the whole week. But that weekend she had to face the truth.
She walked down the wooden staircase and then into the expensive living room. Her father was staring into the fireplace. His short black hair was messed up. She looked around the living room, surprised he hadn’t noticed her.
“Why dad?!” Marissa screamed, breaking the awkward silence. He did not look at her. Marissa consumed a little magic, making her aura more noticeable.
“Huh?” her dad slowly said. When he looked up at his only child he was himself in her. Her brown eyes and dark hair was exactly like his.