Kirsty was a normal girl, living a normal life, in a normal village...
Hi, my name's Kirsty Stevenston. I am 15 years old and extremely happy with my life. I live in the petite village of Strayton, on a farm. I love it there so much; it's where my heart truly lies. I live with my two parents (Harriet and Robert), we are all living our dreams and as happy as ever.
In a weeks' time, my 16th birthday is coming up. Mother and father say they have something humongous planned for me, I'm so ecstatic for it!! I hope that I'll get a new bow for hunting as it's my pure desire. Or maybe a new horse? My horse I own at the moment (Misty) is growing old and I want to retire her soon. I wish I could have an albino or pure black Arab because they are so much faster than my mare I have at the moment. To be completely honest, I require a faster horse for when I hunt. Oh my, I can't wait until I am 16!
Anyway enough pondering, I really should get up.
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One hour later...
I briskly walk up to the stables and tack up Misty, quickly grab my bow and arrows; then off we set to hunt. I truly love the feel of the wind blowing through my hair as I gallop to the woods, it satisfies me to the fullest.
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Witchcraft
FantasyKirsty was a normal girl, living a normal life, in a normal village. However everything began to change when she turned 16. Maybe she wasn't as normal as she believed she was... ●May contain strong language ●Could contain triggering themes
