1. Prologue

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My name is Elisabeth Maria Hendriks.
They also call me Elisa. My life was going pretty well, like the life of other children in my school until my 12th birthday...
I made a lot of friendships, but at some point things changed rapidly. I discovered that my mother is actually a witch, especially an evil witch. She kept this a secret from me, 12 years long! She thought that I was too young to understand it if she told me this earlier. So when I became 12 years old, she finally told me that she is actually a good witch and there are also evil witches, but a lot of times I noticed her behavior was not the one I would expect from a good witch. More importantly, she did the same things as the evil witches in our country. Whenever I asked her something about it, she got away with a good excuse. So I kept silent about it at some point, even though when I didn't really believe her.
One day, my father suddenly told me his secret. He appeared to be a wizard, but then an evil wizard. My mother was shocked to hear this and she decided that he had to move out of the house.
From that moment the two of them were enemies, even though when they were still married. I could only be quiet and listen. I couldn't completely believe what I heard. I was really shocked like my mom. So I started to believe what my mother tells me from that moment. I mean, everyone believes their own mom right? And about my friends? They left me behind. I scared them off when I told them the truth about me. I.. Can definitely understand them. Of course, it's not like I'm happy to lose my friends...

A few years later, I became 16 years old. My mother and I continued living together in the house. I helped her a lot with housekeeping and she taught me regularly how to be a good witch. We both kept this a secret for the people around us. Because she told me there were also enemies in our city who are hunting us. The same happened with my grandpa who... had to pass away because of this. For some reason my mother always kept quiet when I asked her something about my grandma. At some point she couldn't keep quiet about it anymore. So she told me that she also passed away, because she was an evil witch... Of course, I could understand her. Such evil creatures do not belong here in this world. They must be defeated as soon as possible, but when I asked her why is it that 50% of our family is evil, she kept quiet again. She never answered that. Probably because it's too painful for her ...

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