The Original Witch (Discontinued)

Chapter One

When I was born, I always knew I was different. How do you ask? Well, I was the first ever born witch. No witches had been born before my time. I was quite often referred to as The Original Witch. You have probably read about me in your history books or whatever it is that they teach you in school. I was gifted with magic; both good and evil.

I think you should know that I never knew that I had evil in me. I only thought and was told that there was no such thing as evil and that I will never have to experience it within me. You see, when you grow up being the only witch… you learn how to overlook those stares and how to use your powers for good and not for bad. I would be healing the sick and hoping that no one in my village would die an awful death. I would pray every morning, every meal, every night before bed but when you are not sure if your prayers are worth answering than you slowly lose faith in yourself and mostly, the people around you.

When I started to lose faith in myself, everyone could see. I was not making it invisible; I was making it visible. Hoping that someone would help me regain this so-called faith that I had lost. I did not get any help and when you do not get help, you just forget to be happy. You always need to have some sort of happiness in your life.

My villagers slowly began to fear me and I had no idea why. My mother and father had told me that I did not have any evil inside of me; what they failed to mention was that everyone has evil inside of them. Whether they chose to act on it or not.

But always remember that everyone has good and bad inside of them. Some chose to act on this evil and some chose to act on this good.

What anyone failed to mention to them was that in the near future they would tear apart a society, all because they could not keep the peace.

This is why I am here.

I am here to help.

I cannot express how upset I am that this world has now become so reliant on magic. Black magic at that.
Magic only men can use.

I am here to stop that.

Magic only belongs to one person and many people died because of this fear.

Fear that I would return.

Fear that their families would die.

All because of this power, I refuse to use.

Moreover, that means you should refuse to use it.

Black magic is forbidden.

It has been forbidden ever since I was killed.

However, what no one knows is that I did not die on that awful day.

I am the lone survivor of a tragic day.

That day will never be repeated.

 I am the Original Witch.

Men shall not possess this much power.

Women shall not possess this much power.

Only I can possess this much power.

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True love is what stops me when I go to hurt people.
True love is the only thing that can stop me.
Ruin me.
I would find true love and then they would die.
Die and be reborn.

Not like me if that is what you are wondering.
I do not die and be reborn.
I am not saying that I cannot die because let us face it; everyone has to die at some point. I just have not died yet. I will one day and I may as well greet death like an old friend.

I have had many names in this life. Names like

Charlotte Harriet Sebastiani

Evangeline Daisey Marvell

Gabriella Reese Allain

Gianna Malissia Lutz

Josephine Cece Gillings

Sophia Karalyn Valencia

Savannah Marcia Munroe

Mind you; one of these names are in fact my birth name. The name I grew up with and shall always be close to my heart. Violet Rosemary Breslow is not my name but my name at the moment; meaning I will change my name again.
Unless I die.

I cannot be killed. 

I can only die a natural death; the plague, the common flu, childbirth, a wound that had been infection, hunger etcetera. I have now given you ways that I could die.

If I were to fall in love again, get married, have children, and maybe I will die a normal death of old age. I know I will not. I do not have any children nor have I ever gotten married. All the people I have loved have all died. Because of me.

I will come at dusk and will be gone by dawn.

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In the beginning I was the favourite child. I had powers and no one would get on my bad side for they were terrified that I would lose control on my magic. Majority of my ‘friends’ only knew my magic side; not the real me. I was kind, well I liked to think I was kind and that kindness should be repaid with them trying to get to know my non-magic side.

Whatever non-magic side I had; I am only filled with good, evil and that evil can be used for good, and that good can be used for evil.

You see, I never went to Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry and I never knew anyone called ‘Merlin’… in fact I never knew anyone with magical powers. I seemed to be the only one, until that fateful future day.

If you were sent, back to the future to change their ways… you would be surprised at how much they can change and destroy a once perfect world. Men will always rule but eventually women will rule. The men’s time is nearly up and once that time is up well… there goes all humanity. The earth will once again revolve around magic and women will slowly become society’s worst and best friend.

Is it possible that the one thing that you thought would be able to save you, does not? I mean, is it really worth going through so much pain; just to be ruined all over again?