Alrighty then. This is my second story! Yah!! :D I know, I'm way too
enthusiastic. Ok, well, enjoy and if you having any suggestions (or
requests for me to write a story) leave me an email or review. Thank ya!
NO DISCLAIMER! YAH! Wait? What am I thinking? Yeah, the later chapters will be needing a disclaimer. Oh well. So, here it is. None of the Harry Potter items are mine. Kait, Jamie and Charlie ARE though. HA HA HA! :D But, the first chapter doesn't look like it'll be a harry potter story, but you'll see in the next chapter that she meets.. the infamous HARRY POTTER! Hee hee, enjoy.
1 Arriving Under Certain Circumstances
Chapter one: How it all began
The sun outside shone like that of a new light bulb. No clouds in the sky, just the sweet song of birds and their flapping wings on the way home. A small breeze blew the trees softly as their shadows swallowed the sidewalk. Cars whizzed by, noisily interrupting the silence. Yet all the same, the day was still as enjoyable as ever.
"MOM!" 8-year-old Kait Endres yelled across the hall.
"What do you want?" her mother, Sherry, yelled back.
"Can I go outside and play? Please? PLEASE??????" Kait begged.
"With who? You know I hate you out there alone," her mother worried way too much.
"Jamie, Charlie and I are going to play on Jamie's new scooter!" she enthusiastically called back.
"Alright, but stay off the street, and have fun. I'll bring you out some cookies a little bit later. I have a little work to catch up on," her mother shouted at the girl who was already making her way out the door.
Jamie, a bubbly sort of fellow, was also 8 and loved anything that moved. He was a car enthusiast and his new scooter made him happier than ever. Charlie, 9-years-old, was a small, blonde-haired boy who enjoyed being out in the sun, going for nature walks and learning about animals. He and Kait got along very well. Kait was a mix. Her love for movement and nature led her to horses and her new obsession had clustered the walls of her lavender room. Yet the three had stayed friends since they were 5 and that was not going to change in their opinion. They had formed a sense of friendship nothing could break. Unless…
Outside Kait met Jamie and Charlie and the three friends played on Jamie's scooter for as long as the sun could hold them out. Oddly Sherry never brought out those promised cookies, but all the same the kids had fun. Jamie asked the other two over for a sleepover and the three all ran off to ask their parents.
Yet as she approached her home, Kait heard a cry come from the backyard. It's piercing pitch made a shiver pass down her spine.
"Mommy?" she climbed through the door and began to search frantically for her mother or father, "Daddy?"
She slowly stepped into the backyard and there they were. Sherry lay on the ground, eyes closed and mouth not breathing. Her father, Micheal, looked the same way.
"AHHHHH!" Kait shrieked, before leaping over to her parents and noticed immediately they were dead.
By the time Jamie had arrived to see if Kait was alright, the police had been notified. Kait was still crying in her mom's arms when they police arrived, carrying her away from the scene and with them. She waved at Jamie as the car moved down the street. That was the last the two ever saw of one another. Their bond had broken. The three musketeers were no more, and a grotesque murder was to blame, the one thing that could pull them apart.
Now Kait was pulled in for questioning. The bright lights in the small, confined room buzzed in her eyes and the many men standing around her made her head spin. The questions they asked were absurd, making no sense to the tiny girl. Kait answered them the best she could but her voice stuttered as she talked and the thought of her parents dead on the grass kept popping in her head.
A man, in his late twenties and dressed in a lab coat, walked through a door on Kait's right. He brought in one manila folder, handed it to the chief policeman and he walked out again, glancing once at the scared, young girl.
"Hmm," the man whispered, shoving the papers in the folder f the desk then sitting down across from Kait.
"Honey, did you ever know even know what you are?" he slid a regular-sized sheet of paper across to her. There she was, and under her name one word was written; "Witch"
NO DISCLAIMER! YAH! Wait? What am I thinking? Yeah, the later chapters will be needing a disclaimer. Oh well. So, here it is. None of the Harry Potter items are mine. Kait, Jamie and Charlie ARE though. HA HA HA! :D But, the first chapter doesn't look like it'll be a harry potter story, but you'll see in the next chapter that she meets.. the infamous HARRY POTTER! Hee hee, enjoy.
1 Arriving Under Certain Circumstances
Chapter one: How it all began
The sun outside shone like that of a new light bulb. No clouds in the sky, just the sweet song of birds and their flapping wings on the way home. A small breeze blew the trees softly as their shadows swallowed the sidewalk. Cars whizzed by, noisily interrupting the silence. Yet all the same, the day was still as enjoyable as ever.
"MOM!" 8-year-old Kait Endres yelled across the hall.
"What do you want?" her mother, Sherry, yelled back.
"Can I go outside and play? Please? PLEASE??????" Kait begged.
"With who? You know I hate you out there alone," her mother worried way too much.
"Jamie, Charlie and I are going to play on Jamie's new scooter!" she enthusiastically called back.
"Alright, but stay off the street, and have fun. I'll bring you out some cookies a little bit later. I have a little work to catch up on," her mother shouted at the girl who was already making her way out the door.
Jamie, a bubbly sort of fellow, was also 8 and loved anything that moved. He was a car enthusiast and his new scooter made him happier than ever. Charlie, 9-years-old, was a small, blonde-haired boy who enjoyed being out in the sun, going for nature walks and learning about animals. He and Kait got along very well. Kait was a mix. Her love for movement and nature led her to horses and her new obsession had clustered the walls of her lavender room. Yet the three had stayed friends since they were 5 and that was not going to change in their opinion. They had formed a sense of friendship nothing could break. Unless…
Outside Kait met Jamie and Charlie and the three friends played on Jamie's scooter for as long as the sun could hold them out. Oddly Sherry never brought out those promised cookies, but all the same the kids had fun. Jamie asked the other two over for a sleepover and the three all ran off to ask their parents.
Yet as she approached her home, Kait heard a cry come from the backyard. It's piercing pitch made a shiver pass down her spine.
"Mommy?" she climbed through the door and began to search frantically for her mother or father, "Daddy?"
She slowly stepped into the backyard and there they were. Sherry lay on the ground, eyes closed and mouth not breathing. Her father, Micheal, looked the same way.
"AHHHHH!" Kait shrieked, before leaping over to her parents and noticed immediately they were dead.
By the time Jamie had arrived to see if Kait was alright, the police had been notified. Kait was still crying in her mom's arms when they police arrived, carrying her away from the scene and with them. She waved at Jamie as the car moved down the street. That was the last the two ever saw of one another. Their bond had broken. The three musketeers were no more, and a grotesque murder was to blame, the one thing that could pull them apart.
Now Kait was pulled in for questioning. The bright lights in the small, confined room buzzed in her eyes and the many men standing around her made her head spin. The questions they asked were absurd, making no sense to the tiny girl. Kait answered them the best she could but her voice stuttered as she talked and the thought of her parents dead on the grass kept popping in her head.
A man, in his late twenties and dressed in a lab coat, walked through a door on Kait's right. He brought in one manila folder, handed it to the chief policeman and he walked out again, glancing once at the scared, young girl.
"Hmm," the man whispered, shoving the papers in the folder f the desk then sitting down across from Kait.
"Honey, did you ever know even know what you are?" he slid a regular-sized sheet of paper across to her. There she was, and under her name one word was written; "Witch"