The White Witch

Chapter 1 : The Note.

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I can hear them screaming at each other. Smashing and breaking things. Holding my sleeping little brother in my arms waiting for the madness to stop.

But anger blinds both me parents as they continue through the night. I manage to drift into sleep as their voices echo through the house.

But sleep isn't any better as it brings pain, the sounds of screaming and people in fear. The nightmare surrounds me, war and fighting everywhere. A man dressed in black starts to walk towards me. a wicked smile plastered on his face. his hair is dark black and his pale skin covered in scars.

This nightmare is usefully there when I sleep, every time waiting for me to drift off. Just as the man reaches for me, I wake up. Quickly sitting up, breathing heavy, sweat dripping from my forehead. I look to my side to see my brother still sleeping. his short blond hair a mess as he snores quietly.

I silently climb out of bed and tip toe to the door. it's still dark outside, but the screaming has stopped. I step down the hall, quietly stopping in front of my parents door slowly twisting the door handle, I look into the darkness of the room waiting for my eyes to adjust.

I see my mum laying asleep in the double sized bed. guessing my dad had taken the couch. Leaning back into the hall way. I turn to walk back to my room, when a movement catches my eye, I look to my right to see a figure run towards me.

I scream as it grabs me. I struggle against their hold, then I hear a giggle from the figure.Knowing only one person that enter my house when ever he won't, like he lives here. "Ethan!" I say turning around to face my best friend.

He starts laughing at me and walks back down the hall way. "Shut up!" my mum yells from her room. Ignoring her u follow Ethan down the hall.

Ethan has dark brown hair and bright blues eyes. I've known him since I was seven, our family's used to be friends, but not any more. it's a long story. but in the end me and him stayed friends.

"What the hell are you here for?" I ask quietly.

"Got bored and wanted to say hi." he says facing me. I can smell the alcohol in his breath.

"Are you drunk?!" I try to see the expression on his face but it's to dark to see.

"Of course I am.... not." He says with what I think is a smile on his face. He leans forward and grabs my shoulder to hold him self up.

From the way he couldn't stand up properly and how his breath smells I knew he was drunk.

"Okay sure, time to get your drunk ass home. I'll walk ya." I say while walking him to the door.

" But I don't wanna." he complains. "and my ass is not drunk."

I look up at him. "You know what I mean." I push him through the door. "it's twelve o'clock you need to get some sleep!" We step out into the street, the cold wind makes me shiver as it picks up my hair.

Ethan only lives a few corners away, waking down the street I can see Ethan wobbling next to me. he drinks some times but rarely gets drunk.

"I missed you" Ethan says, taking me by surprise and making me jump. he walks over to me giving me a hug. I pat his back not knowing what else to do.

I ouch him away. "Okay I know." I say as he continued to walk next to me. As we reach the corner a group of teenager about our age starts rounding the corner. I can smell the alcohol they would have been drinking, I step aside to make room for them to walk past.

But one of them reach out and grabs my wrist. "Hey Casey." the boys says. I look up at him to see its one of the jerks from school, but I didn't know he knew my name. I try to yank my arm from his hold but no success. "Hang with us?" he asks.

"Uhh no thanks." Just then I realise I can't see Ethan anywhere. "Let go!" I demand. He does as I say and sighs. looking around I don't see Ethan. the group of boys start walking off again. As they walk of I see Ethan in the distance talking to someone.

I start to walk over to them, but think better of it. the person standing next to Ethan looks about twice as tall as him. Not that Ethan is tall, but the man still looks a bit like a giant. He is wearing a black hoodie which covers his face. He passes Ethan something then walks off.

After I knew he was gone I ran over to Ethan who is still standing there not moving, when he sees me he smiles turning to face me. He passes a piece of paper to me . "He said to give this to you."

I take the paper and unfold it. Then I started to read it..

Meet me at the waterfall to talk tomorrow at twelve, if you don't I will have to find you.

From J.F.

I stare at the messy handwriting confused. I look up at Ethan, he shrugs his shoulder.

"Do you know him?" Ethan asks.

"No, well I don't think so. Do you?" I say.

"Nope."

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