People think there are no such a thing as witches and wizards. They think it's just something people made up in the 17th century when society was scared of intelligent women and wanted to have an plausible explanation for something they didn't want to understand. And while most of the women and men of the witch trails were just ordinary humans, some were in fact witches. One of them was Wilmot Redd, my ancestor.
Now that this is out of the way, I might as well introduce myself: Hello, my name is Raven Redd.
Other people think I'm a bit weird, but nevertheless harmless. To them I'm just a girl with bob long brown curly hair with bangs, round glasses and dresses in every color you could think of. To them I'm no one. And this is exactly how I want it to be, and how I need it to be. If anyone found out that I'm a witch, I'm dead.
Now you might ask yourself one of two things. Firstly, why would anyone care, or believe you, that you are in fact a witch? This may surprise you, but there are more magical creatures than just witches. There are demons, vampires, werewolves, mermaids and many other creatures. But now to the second, maybe more important, question: why would you be dead if you are a witch, able to protect yourself with magical powers? Well, I can't really use them whenever I want to.
Let me explain... I was adopted and ever since I can remember I was different. I wasn't like another children. When I hit puberty, strange things started happening to me. My therapist says I just have too much imagination and am making this whole magical world up in order to make my boring life more interesting, but I know it is real.
I am a witch!
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Little Witch
Fantasy'For you, little witch' is the message on the small piece of paper that is accompanying the blue quartz necklace. As soon as I read the message, my fingers release the small wooden box that contains the jewelry. How does anyone know I'm a witch? The...
