It was about 11pm and I was sat in my room finishing off the can of monster with my head down finishing homework which was due tomorrow. The wind was howling outside a storm was coming in, the roar of the ocean could be heard all through the house. I could hear my dad ranting and raving in his room, obviously drunk. My mum downstairs working on some dress, it was a quiet night...all until i heard a man yell outside "Dirty witches" he screamed and began pelting my window with rocks. I shrieked and ran downstairs screaming for my mum, but she was already at the front door "mum?" I slowly approached her, she was sobbing into her hands "look what they did" she cried. I looked down and sure enough there was blood, animals blood i hoped, splashed on the driveway and up the door.
I didnt sleep that night, i didnt want to believe it but i didnt have a choice. My mind was filled with questions, who could it've been.
YOU ARE READING
Bewitched
ParanormalViolet Day, younger sister of Fern Day the most popular girl in school and daughter of Morgana Day the town witch, was almost your average girl. She enjoyed pop punk, punk rock anything alternative really, she also enjoyed skating, drawing and shop...
