Chapter 1
For my whole entire existance, i was the quiet one. No one ever noticed me. But, i liked it that way. Less drama and i got to do my own thing. When i was two, my mother was murdered trying to protect my brother. He was not even a year old. Ever since them i have been the female in his life, and nothing has ever seemed different. Our father on the othe hand, well he was the town drunk. The slaughter of his wife made him drink his feelings away, and by doing so, it didnt leave him with the best reputation. Its pretty sad because in 1860, a lot of men got drunk everynight, he just happened to be the most well known for it.
At the start of the Civil War, he got called to duty. The only problem was, he couldnt go one night without passing out with a beer in each hand. But he sobered up, and defend our country. With some help of course.
You see, i havent mentioned why my mother was murdered. Apperentaly, my great great grandparents dabbled in a bit of witch craft. And when i started showing signs,
