I grew up in greece, my mother was harsh, she took my from my nice aunt when i was small. She trained me as a witch, i didnt want to be a witch. She forced me to.
I had to sleep on a pile of hay in a small room, i was afraid to go asleep sometimes, i could hear the creatures in the basement below me.
My mom terrified me. When i lived with her i had no choice but to learn as a witch, she also made me cook.
Every week she made me go to the graveyard in the forest where the dead witches were. It terrified me, sometimes a witch would crawl out of her grave, we talked and they taught me spells. Years i livved there, until i couldnt take it anymore.
The very next day i packed up my stuff and took a few of my mom's books with spells. I left for a new life. Someday i plan to travel back to greece and take all the books from her house aswell as stuff i could use.
I had to sleep on a pile of hay in a small room, i was afraid to go asleep sometimes, i could hear the creatures in the basement below me.
My mom terrified me. When i lived with her i had no choice but to learn as a witch, she also made me cook.
Every week she made me go to the graveyard in the forest where the dead witches were. It terrified me, sometimes a witch would crawl out of her grave, we talked and they taught me spells. Years i livved there, until i couldnt take it anymore.
The very next day i packed up my stuff and took a few of my mom's books with spells. I left for a new life. Someday i plan to travel back to greece and take all the books from her house aswell as stuff i could use.
