Short Stories Told By A Witch

Most events in the following story are real, they have happened to the author and this is my lifes journey on paper. No matter how out there things seem, there is always more to gain by trying to understand the deeper parts of the world around us, including the truth behind a human soul. We are all beautiful and powerful, it's about finding yourself and your guiding light. Blessed Be and enjoy. Never have I felt like I belonged. Adopted at birth I was raised by a wonderful family, one I count as a blessing every day. I never wanted for anything growing up, except friends. Growing up on the side of a mountain away from everyone else really limited my contact with kids. I had to wait until my neighbours' grand kids came to visit. I found my friends in the wild animals around me, or in the pets of family friends or my cats.  I always found myself drawn to the sky, watching birds, planes, the clouds moving. I was called a dreamer because of my lack of attention to what goes on around me, and how often I'd just stare into space in a world all my own.  I always found myself at peace in this world of my own, it was quiet and I had space to think, freedom to dream. For a child, I dreamed of things that were out of my reach. A world where I could make a difference, where I could help save everyone whose heart was pure, and whos had a genuinely good soul.  Genuine people are hard enough to find, I didn't know that though. I grew up going to Sunday School, just like every small town girl. But I always felt like there was something missing, like I didn't fit there and I was being judged.  No one judges a child though, do they? I went and learned the hymns and sang them at the top of my lungs. Trying to believe in what they were preaching, but it's hard. It's hard when you don't really feel what they're trying to get you to hear and sell it as the truth, but there is something deeper that calls you. Almost like you can smell the lies in the institution that is called "The Church".  As a child, I had sandy brown hair, grey grey eyes and I wasn't very tall. I was that girl who could easily get lost in the crowd. There was one thing that set me apart from everyone else, my energy. As a child, that is of no use when it comes to making friends when you're the awkward kid. I wish it did, but no, even now it's never helped me with my peers. Have you ever met anyone who grows up innocent, and oblivious to the world? Well, that describes me.  Growing up this way isn't easy, you have to go through pain, a lot of emotional pain and torture. Lessons to remind you to feel with all of who you are, and to fight for what's right no matter what it takes. I've been a victim, at least people call me that.  I faced betrayal that would scar most people. s****l assault planned by a young woman you grew up with. There is no greater betrayal then that, in my opinion, other then if your a victim of family. It's not something I talk about easily as it haunts me, but I am not a victim, I am a survivor of circumstance. I also hit all the statistics, I was a teen mom, I suffered from mental illness, I suffered traumatic childhood events, and all by the age of 18. Lucky right? Not really. When you fit on so many posters you make a name for yourself, and it's not a good one.  I learned to fight for myself and the people I care about through everything I went through, although it's not ideal, not by any stretch do you wake up one day and say "Oh, I think I'll fight my ex for sole custody of our baby after I'm done proving I can be a parent to children services". But that's what happens when you're a statistic, especially one that also finds herself in constant abusive relationships. Did I mention I thought everyone can change, and everyone can be saved?  Yep, that's me "Oh no, he didn't mean to hit me, I just made him angry he can change I swear!" And then you stay longer then you should because he wont change and blue becomes your new favourite colour? Yep, that's me. In all retrospect, people had a right to worry about me raising a small new life when I couldn't even sort mine out.  I didn't have more then three close friends after all this, it was very lonely. I needed that space to learn to control myself, my life, and find my own faith. Faith, pffffft can you even call what I've found faith? What I have really found, is me.  Every Witch or spiritual person has a calling, there's a reason you experience what you do, there are reasons we're meant to go down certain paths. Mine was hard because I needed to be harder. I'm now all grown up, I've been married and I've been in a friend pile, now though, I'm moving on from that and my spiritual calling is now.  I am the Oracle, The Hunter, and the Healer. The souls who need saving find me, so do the ones who wish to take me down and I'm finally ready to embrace who I am, there are very few people born to do what I do. I've never met anyone and neither have my guides, so I could be the only one.  This book is based on lessons I've learned along the way, a series of short stories or thoughts meant to keep you entertained and teach you lessons, well, I hope you learn from them so you do not repeat what I have had to go through.  "It doesn't matter what you do, if your heart is pure, and your soul is good, you can be saved and I will find you. I will bring you from your darkness into my light and I will be your guiding light from now until forever.. So Shall it be" - The Huntress