This Is A Bunch of Hocus Pocus *A Hocus Pocus fanfic*

My Disappearance and the Loss of My Sister

Just so you all know, I researched some of the stuff about All Hallow's Eve and wrote some stuff based on what I believe the belief is. If you are Pagan and there is something wrong about this, please let me know. I want this part to be as accurate as possible, especially where Halloween is so commercialized now. I think people should be properly educated about the origins.

It was in a village in Salem, on Halloween of 1692, where my story begins. As a daughter of the Sanderson sisters, I did have some powers, but I never used them because I thought they would do me no good anyway. Today should be a day of celebration, for today is the day that the veil is the thinnest and we can communicate with our ancestors. It's also the day to study the Dark Mysteries and honor our Dark Mother and Dark Father. My mother and aunts, crazy as they are, were working on some eternal youth potion that only worked if they took the lives of children. I never wanted eternal life. I believe that you should only live one life and that it should last however long the Dark Mother and Father say it should last. While they were doing that, I went out to the backyard to my altar. I had grabbed a few apples, mandrake leaves, pears, and hazelnuts to place on the altar in honor of Samhain (Another name for Halloween/All Hallow's Eve. It's the season for it that lasts three days). I lit a few candles before going into my room and lighting a few candles.

Once that is all done, I walk back into the potion room, also known as the living room. My mother and sisters are now testing the potion on my little sister. "Mom, what art thou doing?!" I shouted, getting the attention of my mother and aunts. They bit off part of their own tongues. Ew. They were about to give it to Eleanor when I ran over and knocked the cauldron, spilling the entire thing, and knocking it out of Aunt Winnie's hand. However, I was slightly too late. Aunt Winnie had thrown me across the room and they managed to give it to her before sucking out her youth, killing her. I noticed Eleanor's life force glowing around her. They shared her and sucked out her life force. When they were done, Eleanor was very old and dead. I clenched my eyes shut, not wanting to see her like that. However, I wondered what she looked like as an older lady. She looked so much like our mother. I closed my eyes again, letting a single tear roll down my cheek. "I am beautiful! Boys will love me!" Mom said. "We're young!" Aunt Mary stated, clapping her hands. Aunt Winnie said that it was a start. "You witch! There aren't enough children in the entire world to make thee beautiful!" I shouted. I don't care if I spoke ill of my mother and aunts. They took away the one I loved most, my little sister. Aunt Winnie paused for a moment before looking in the book. 

"Her punishment shall not be to die, but to live forever with her guilt." Aunt Winnie said. "As what, Winnie? As what?" mom and Aunt Mary asked her, excited. "Jump back!" Aunt Winnie ordered, mom and Aunt Mary complying. "Twist the bones and bend the back. Trim her of her baby fat. Give her fur black as black just..." Aunt Winnie started. "Like..." Aunt Mary continued. "This." Mom  said as they each directed their hands towards me. I couldn't help but groan in pain as my bones broke and rearranged themselves before I shrink down into a black cat. Mom went to pet me, but I bit her before my aunts laughed.

Little did they know, I was going to be watching them for the rest of my days.