Cursed
Prolouge.
"Violet, come down here now!"
I rushed downstairs at the sound of my father's voice.
"Yes father?"
He stood with his back to me, at the sound of my voice he turned around to face me. Suddenly a rope wrapped around my body.
"You are not my daughter witch! You don't deserve to call me father." He spat at me.
The last thing I saw was his evil face….
~Later~
I felt a painful burning sensation at my feet. I opened my eyes and everything came rushing at me. I heard cheers and people yelling. I looked up and saw lots of people. I seemed to realise what position I was in. I felt a stake up against my back, ropes dug into my skin and fire was slowly burning my feet. I struggled against the rope but it was bound so tightly.
I stood there watching my friends and family laugh at me as I burned. I closed my eyes and one single tear fell from my eye.
All of a sudden the world slowed down and I felt a painful sensation in my neck and everything went black.