Chapter 6 : The spell

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I took the little girl's hand and we went back to my cell. She was dressed in a purple dress, covered in blood stains. I took my hairbrush and I brushed out the knots in her hair. She couldn't stop crying, shivering from her head to her toes.

B : I won't hurt you, I promise... I want to get out of here as much as you do.

U : Thanks... I... I should go back...

B : No... You're staying with me... What's your name?

A : Amethyst...

B : Nice to meet you, I'm Brooklyn.

She looked at my arm and noticed that I had a symbol tattooed on my shoulder. She pulled up her sleeve to show me the same symbol. Frightened, we both looked at each other.

A : You got the same tattoo as I do... I knew it! Kira ! I'm so glad that I found you !

She threw herself in my arms as her eyes turned purple. She gave me her doll and started saying some kind of incantations.

A : "From the past to the future, please bring Kira back to her nature."

"Though she tries to look her best, may her soul goes to a rest."

"Please drown her fire, she has to get a cure."

That's where I realised that Amethyst was actually a witch. According to what she had told me, she had been sent here in 1996, the year I was born, because her parents thought she was crazy.

Then, she had spent up to twelve years in that asylum, getting beaten up each and every night. I couldn't believe it ! That poor "Amethyst" girl had been raped twelve years ago and she haven't told anyone ? Woah...

She took my hand and stared at me, trying to figure out more infos about my past. I was a quiet girl, not getting in trouble, till my parents sent me to a "boarding school" in 1999. I was only three at the time... I couldn't remember much about them. They faked their deaths about five years ago, in 2009...

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