Nikki had been yanked from her bed and forced to watch the exicution of her own mother at the age of 3, now she has nightmares so frightful that she cannot remember them.
Nikki jerks awake in a cold sweat. Its been nine years since her mothers death. Her little brother was only 2 months old at the time. As most children would be exited for their birthdays Nikki dreaded hers. Every birthday a year closer to her turning of 13. Witch meant "the test" where the cruel merciless leader of the village would have the worlds most fierce witch hunter decide wether or not Nikki was a witch.
Nikki usually prayed for friday because she had no school, but this week was different this friday was her 13 birthday and the minute she turns 13, Jackson the leader, will drag her out to the "witching field" in front of everybody to be "decided" as a witch or as a mortal.
Every thing about Nikki screamed magic, her hair, pure blood red wisps that fell to her ankles, her eyes, an enchanting violet that seemingly glowed in the dark, and lastly her skin, a ghostly white, even in the summer when she worked in the fields day in day out.
Everyone in the village had brown or black hair, brown or green eyes, and got fairly tan in the summer, except Zander. Zander was Nikki's only friend other than her brother, grey.
Zander worked in the mines and was looked down upon by every one in the village, except 'the cursed children', in other words Nikki and Grey.
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I'm Not a Bad Witch
FantasyNikki's mother was killed because she was accused of witchcraft, Nikki however had only been three at the time meaning that she hadn't come of age to be a witch. Nikki and her family have been exiled because she is "the witches daughter" and all mag...
