Once there was a family of witches who resided outside of a small village called "Pottsfield", but no one knew it at the time. A young girl who was of the age eight named Adelaide, she would go to the village from time to time to play with the kids. None of the kids had ever seen her come with her parents all assuming she was without family.
One Day one of the kids asked "Where is your family?", Adelaide gave the young boy a smile and returned with an answer "My family is just outside of the village. What to come and see?"
"Sure!" The boy said quite happy.
They started to head in the direction of the family. Time had passed, the boy every minute was becoming nervous, and from time to time would feel a chill across his neck to the skin on his legs. "How much further is the walk?" He asked. "Not far,actually we are here now. See." Adelaide put her arm up, so that her hand was pointing toward her house. "That small shack is your house?" She answered with a small yes. Walking towards the door she motioned for the boy to come.
"Mom! Sister!, I got one! I finally got one!" The boy looked at Adelaide with a clueless face not knowing what she was talking about. The mom spoke first, " So after all you were able to get a servant after all. Good job my dear." The younger sister Whispers, looked up at her mother with a look of fear, but also sadness for the boy who was now mothers newest victim.
