My second attempt at a Witch's house fan fiction. Follows the true ending.
Pity
Viola's point of view
My Father killed the girl who he thought was ''the evil witch''. But it was actually his own flesh and blood. You know I think it's kinda weird. I mean I pity Ellen because she was never loved, but I also hate her for taking my body and the last of family. I used her power to trap her in the house and tried to kill her.
Now that I think about it, I...I don't really know if I hate her or not. Actually I don't think I even care that she killed me. I think I've had enough love from family and friends and friends then anyone like Ellen could imagine.
I've also been having mixed feelings about what happened. I tried to kill Ellen in her mutilated state yet I still make it to the heavens. Yes I know that Ellen may have deserved it but, I know it's wrong to kill. Maybe this is for the best. I did say I've had enough love then anyone could imagine.
I smiled as I continued to walk the clouds of heaven.
Sorry for ending it so abruptly. I ran out of stuff for Viola. Next part will be about Ellen.