The Good Witches Daughter.

I sit there staring out my window at the place where I killed my best friend. A lonely burnt pile of grass. I know you probably have no idea of what I'm talking about, but if you only knew the truth would you run in terror and hide. For there's a monster that nobody can tame. Jealousy and secrets that should never be said. ~

That was the first paragraph.This story is a work in progress, um don't get mad or sad if I end up deleting this, I was bored one night and started writing this.