Hello, My Name is...

Chapter One: Childhood

(A picture of Jorden Hohnsen Age 11, He has black hair and eyes.)

I was born on June eleventh, nineteen fifty-nine. My parents always reminded me how much of a hard baby I was and how I grew up to be a pain. When I was about one my mother had another child, it was a girl, her name was Phoebe. She was a blessing and later on a curse in my life. It's funny because I can still remember what my uncle told me about the first time I met her. My uncle had brought me into a white room full of flowers and such he then picked me up and told me, Jorden meet Phoebe, this is your new baby sister. I looked at while pouting then put my hand on her face she then tried to eat my fingers. My uncle chuckles telling me, I think she likes you, Jorden. I took another glance at her then grinned telling her, Mine! But what I really wanted to say was, Hi Phoebe, I'm your big brother and you're going to look up to me! After that day we got along better than any siblings than we knew growing up. We shared everything from the crib, to our room, to our germs. I didn't want to leave our crib unless we still shared the same room. It was the best until I turned five and had to go muggle school. My sister was in tears that day. I was too but kept them in to look brave for her. "Come on sis, I'll be back before you know then you'll be in school with me." She stopped crying for a bit then said, "R-Really?" "Yeah, nothing can separate us. I'll be right beside you forever." She sniffed and started to hug my waist, telling me to come home soon. I smiled then hopped on my bus. As I looked out the window, I could see my mother scowling. She never liked muggles, she always wanted to be pure-blooded but that never happened. At school it was okay, A year later, Phoebe was in the first year, I became a second year. School soon started getting rough when our magic started showing more often. The kids would make fun of us and I would get into fights with the other kids then later in trouble with my parents. I don't know when it would ever end.

                                                                             Phoebe's POV

I remember my childhood being a happy one. My older brother always looked out for me no matter what. we always played together, one night I had a nightmare I had woken him up he then comforts me and we end up sleeping in his bed. That day he was going to school. I cried, he smiled telling me that he would back soon and that nothing could separate us. I eventually stopped crying long enough to tell him goodbye and give him a hug. Soon it was my turn, school was fun until we got older and our magic started to show a little bit more the children would pick on me because I couldn't explain why the glue suddenly started spouting or why my painting was faster than everyone else's. I was getting picked on daily my bother soon found out about it somehow. I told him to leave it be, but he told me that it was just going to get worst if I ignored it. One day while I was finishing my lunch, a group of kids were trying to start a fight with me. I tried to walk away but they pushed me to the ground and started to call me names. My brother then arrived and told them to go away but then they threw a milk carton at me, he started to fight them however, it was two against one. My brother won but later he got in trouble with our parents for fighting with muggles. I later asked him what a muggle was, he told me it was a person who didn't have any magic. We then went to bed, but I had a feeling that this was just the beginning.