The Birth Right
Chapter
1 the book
I
sat alone in the courtyard out side the cafeteria. It was perfectly
quiet; a slight cold breeze was blowing against my face and the sun,
thought it shown offered no warmth. Winter was already here and it
was only November but I didn't mind and I couldn't help but feel
at peace. I sat in stillness until the sound of high heels and girly
laughter came floating down the hall. My heart skipped a beat why now
I
just wanted 2 minutes to my self I
thoughtWith
out even breathing I reached for my books stood up and went for the
door but I was too late. "What are you doing hear Freak"
the last word came out like poison. I look up to see Kelly McDaniel
and her little crew blocking my only escaped. "Look I don't need
to explain my self to you," I said trying to sound tougher than I
felt. "Well than aren't we the little fighter today, Putnam"
she spat, just as she finished he insult a loud bell rang and made
all of us jump. Soon there would be a flood of students going to the
next class I was saved … by the bell no less. I pushed my way threw
the crowd of girls that still blocked the doorway, I ran to my last
class and I made it threw sixth period with out incident. On my way
home I had time to think about what happened it's not like its
anything new Kelly and her gooneys teasing me and just being plan
evil it's just that… I know i'm a freak I don't have many
friends and I by my self a lot. And ever since I came to Salem
strange things seem to happen to me wear ever I go. And I guess my
appearance doesn't help my popularity either, I had jet black
hair that was down past my shoulders, I had green eyes, my skin was
really quit pale, my body is slender, and for sixteen I'm really
short. But to tell you the truth I like my looks. O
well
I thought it's
not like I can change it all,
I thought as I walk up the front porch. My mom and I lived in an old
historic Victorian house.
I
walked threw the door and ran half way up the stairs when a voice
floated up after me "Amelia is that you" "yes mom I'm home"
"how was school?" she asked oh great I moaned "fine" I yelled
as I finished my ascent up stairs. I walked down the hall to the last
door on the right and opened it. I dropped my stuff on my bed and sat
down next to my bag and just listed to the silence trying to collect
my self. I looked around my room and felt like something was out of
place. I stood up and walked around. My room was old and didn't
really have anything that was mine instead it had a simple bed a
dresser with a vanity mirror and books coved the walls. We moved hear
after my dad died well I really shouldn't say that, we moved here
last week but my dad died last year. We were forced here because we
couldn't pay the rent on our other house in New York. So I had to
move to comfy old Salem Mass. This house was abandoned by god knows
who and sold to us by the city with the original furniture to boot
which was good because we didn't have any.
As I walked
threw the room I noticed one of the books on the far side of the last
bookcase had been pushed out. I walked over to it and read the spine
How to be a witch: a birthright
I could help but pick it up and open it. It read: How
to be a witch
a birth right
By
Abigail Putnam
Dedicated
to Amelia Putnam
I starred in amazement. The book was dedicated to me.
No
it must be someone else.
I thought
"Amelia" I jumped at my mother's voice calling my
name. Coming I rushed at the door but before I left my room I looked
down at the book in my hands and walk back to the book case and
replaced in its original place. Then took one last look at it and ran
down stairs. When I reached the bottom my mother was waiting for me
"I need you fetch some fire wood from the back its going to be a
cold night" I groaned and walked back up stairs to get my coat, I
grabbed my coat out of my closet and turned around to face my bed.
There on my bed sat the book. I could have sworn that I put it back
on the bookcases. No I know I put it back on the bookcase! I walked
over to my bed and looked down at it this was the first time I
actually got a good look at it. IT was bound in leather and the front
of it was worn and ancient the leather was falling of at the edges
and the black ink on the spine was fading. I picked it up and placed
it back in its place on the bookshelf, and walked down stairs and out
the back door. Our back yard was fenced from two sides one on the
right dividing our yard from the neighbors and the same on the other
to the far end of the yard was a wooded area. I went to the wood box
by the back door to get my mothers wood when it started to snow. Well
then I guess it is going to be a cold night I thought. I picked up
some wood and started to walk towards the back door my hand full of
logs of wood when I felt some thing rub up against my legs I looked
down to see what it was. To my surprise it was a little black cat.
"AHHH look at you aren't you a sweetie" I cooed It purred In
reply. "I never seen him take to someone like that" I heard a
voice call from the other side of the fence, I dropped the wood and I
turned to see an old man starring at me from his yard. "Oh hello"
I said "um I'm Amelia" I picked up the black cat and walked
over to the fence where he stood "I'm Mr. Herald and I'm
guessing you're my new neighbor." He said with a gruff voice. I
raised the kitten over the fence so Mr. Herald could take him but he
raised his hand and said, "You can keep the little bugger." What
was your name again girl?" "Amelia Putnam" I said at the sound
of my name his eyes widened and his mouth dropped. "You're a
Putnam?" He asked but before I could answer he turned on his heel
and ran back into his house.
I looked down at the purring
black cat in my arms I set him down and picked up the wood and
brought it into the living room and put three pieces into the grate
and the rest by the stove.