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White. White, and More White. The sky was laced with white the mountains blanketed in white and the floor, white. She was lost.
Never to be seen again by a living human, Kitty ventured into the white wonderland spread out for miles around her. Her cheeks grew red with cold and she regretted ever wishing for adventure. And then and there, Kitty crumpled down towards the snow and spoke her last words, “Why?”
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I’ve begun with the end, so you are prepared for what will happen. You see, I want you to know what happened to dear Katherine Whittle, or Kitty as everyone called her, before the end of this story. The reason why, because I want you to read what I’ve written, what I, the person who told Kitty to venture into that white wonderland and followed her in the shape of a bat, a bat she called Bee.
I will now start from the beginning from where Kitty lived in an Orphanage just across the road from where I was a young witch named Olive.
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From the journal of Kitty Whittle:
2nd of August, 1979
I woke this morning thinking that Papa and Mama would be waiting for me in the kitchen with a wonderful home baked breakfast already made, on the table for me to eat. But instead I was in the orphanage dormitory, with no Mama and Papa.
I went down to the orphanage dining room where a frowning cook poured me lumpy grey porridge. After breakfast I tried to make friends with the other orphans. But all of them wanted nothing to do with me.
So I decided to go exploring. I tied my rust-coloured hair into a plait, it wasn’t a good plait, as Mama used to do my hair in the mornings. Then I left and walked across the street, that’s when I saw a big grey wooden house. It looked abandoned so I slipped through the front door.
But after a few minutes I realised the house wasn’t abandoned and a girl lived there. I avoided all contact with her grey eyes and I left the house as soon as possible.
That was why I left, but tomorrow I will come back. And I will find out who that girl is and who her family are.
16th of August, 1979
The girl is a witch, and she asked me to go on an adventure for her, I obviously said “YES!!!”. I would do anything to get away from the orphanage, literally anything.
I have just packed my bag full of clothes, books and Mama’s photo album. I am sooo excited!!!!!!!!
The witch girl says that I will have a bat companion coming with me.
* * * * * *
She was such a kind girl, Kitty, I wish she’d stayed around for longer. And I feel that I should’ve gone with my original plan. The plan where I went on the adventure. The plan where I would perish and Kitty would survive. But, even with all my magic, I can’t turn time.
Never to be seen again by a living human, Kitty ventured into the white wonderland spread out for miles around her. Her cheeks grew red with cold and she regretted ever wishing for adventure. And then and there, Kitty crumpled down towards the snow and spoke her last words, “Why?”
* * * * * *
I’ve begun with the end, so you are prepared for what will happen. You see, I want you to know what happened to dear Katherine Whittle, or Kitty as everyone called her, before the end of this story. The reason why, because I want you to read what I’ve written, what I, the person who told Kitty to venture into that white wonderland and followed her in the shape of a bat, a bat she called Bee.
I will now start from the beginning from where Kitty lived in an Orphanage just across the road from where I was a young witch named Olive.
* * * * * *
From the journal of Kitty Whittle:
2nd of August, 1979
I woke this morning thinking that Papa and Mama would be waiting for me in the kitchen with a wonderful home baked breakfast already made, on the table for me to eat. But instead I was in the orphanage dormitory, with no Mama and Papa.
I went down to the orphanage dining room where a frowning cook poured me lumpy grey porridge. After breakfast I tried to make friends with the other orphans. But all of them wanted nothing to do with me.
So I decided to go exploring. I tied my rust-coloured hair into a plait, it wasn’t a good plait, as Mama used to do my hair in the mornings. Then I left and walked across the street, that’s when I saw a big grey wooden house. It looked abandoned so I slipped through the front door.
But after a few minutes I realised the house wasn’t abandoned and a girl lived there. I avoided all contact with her grey eyes and I left the house as soon as possible.
That was why I left, but tomorrow I will come back. And I will find out who that girl is and who her family are.
16th of August, 1979
The girl is a witch, and she asked me to go on an adventure for her, I obviously said “YES!!!”. I would do anything to get away from the orphanage, literally anything.
I have just packed my bag full of clothes, books and Mama’s photo album. I am sooo excited!!!!!!!!
The witch girl says that I will have a bat companion coming with me.
* * * * * *
She was such a kind girl, Kitty, I wish she’d stayed around for longer. And I feel that I should’ve gone with my original plan. The plan where I went on the adventure. The plan where I would perish and Kitty would survive. But, even with all my magic, I can’t turn time.