Prologue

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"Mommy, Story time! You promised me earlier" The little girl says out loud with a smile.

Her mother sits down on the wooden rocking chair. The girl walks over to her mother and sits down on her lap. It was a routine. Every night her mother would read her a bed time story.

The mother smiles at her, "Do you want me to read you a book? Or a real story."

The girl thought for a second. She heard of a real story one time about her mother and father getting lost at the mall. Hopefully, it won't be boring as that one.

She was curious though, "Real story!"

Her mother raises her eyebrow, smiling. She didn't expect that answer. "It's going to be a long one, but I know this story will be your favorite."

"Why you'll think it will be my favorite?"

"You'll find out" The mother says in a soft voice. She runs her fingers through her daughter's hair. She thinks for a moment where to start a story. Just like that, a light bulb went over her head.

She rocks the chair lightly, "It was a woman that was named Cassandra. She was a witch. Just a regular witch. She had purple eyes, black long hair, and a slim figure."

The girl eyes lightened up, "Just like mommy!"

The mother hums, she closes her eyes before continuing. "Witches was known to be evil. They wasn't accepted no where. They had to find places to hide just to live."

The girl frowns, "But we aren't evil?" She says confused. "And we don't hide from no one."

"Right, we aren't. But some witches were. This is why they thought we were evil. This was years back before things had started to change. Of course, not everyone is still accepting." 

The girl frowned, "So that what happened to Cassandra? Did she hide forever?"

The mother smiled, gently rocked the chair a little. "If she did, this story wouldn't exist, wouldn't it?"

The girl was truly interested in this story. She sat up and her eyes were lit with excitement.

"Now stop interrupting me and let me continue." The mother laugh softly, "I'll answer any questions when we are done with it."

The girl nods happily. She lays her head on her mother's chest.

And so she begins to tell the whole story.

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