The Children Of Thornhallow

Chapter 3: Terra Young

My name is Terra Young. I was born in the small town of Thornhallow to Kendra and David Young. I was a bright and bubbly child who adored the outside world and despite my home life being less than great I am blossoming into a awesome person if I do say so myself.

I'm sure my mommy always knew what I would turn out to be seeing as she was a witch who had been excommunicated and stripped of her powers. As I later learned. And she vowed to protect her daughter at all costs. She told me so herself. That so long as I protect what I love, she would protect what she loved. Me.

When I was 13, my sadistic father forced her to chop down the beloved oak tree in the backyard. It traumatized me. I couldn't help it. Gone was the bubbly, all sunshine smokescreen I lived behind.

The rift between her parents grew and I couldn't help but blame myself. Father became more spiteful and abusive; Mom feared what would happen if we were to leave so she subjected herself to the abuse. As a result, she paid with her life. Father made a habit out of drinking heavily and one night it spiraled out of control. He lit the house on fire.

I was the last Young standing as I clutched at the only thing I had left. The white rabbit chain Mom gave me on my 13th birthday. I was scared so I did what I knew to do. I let it burn.

I took an oath to never harm nature again or to risk another I loved. But to compensate, I turned to the sweet old lady living down the street. Mrs. May Robinson, owner of the flower shop whose chrysanthemums bloomed the best and eventually became her apprentice.

What else.... My favorite color is a tie between forest green and mustard yellow. I'm pansexual. I go to Green Valley College in Moon Meadow. I major in floral design and minor in psychology. OH and I have pet bunny rabbit named Mr. Hopps who doubles as my familiar.

So now that you know me we can get back to the story. My part of the story. From the top.