MY SWORN ENEMY, MY MATE

When I was 5 years old, my mother used to sing us a song, run, run away my child coz the big bad wolf is coming. hide, hide my child, the big bad wolf is coming. don't let him catch you. run away ,run away. She would sing it everything we played hide and seek and so we thought it was just a song, until it became our reality... (heavy breathing) "Aria, watch out!" My older sister shouted as I tripped over a tree branch. She tried to grab my out reached hand but our fingertips barely touched, gravity pulled me and I felt myself falling from a small cliff. (thud) "Ouch!" I couldn't help but exclaim because my hands were bloody and I think I fractured a bone or two. While checking the severity of my wounds,I saw my sister running towards me from the cliff. Turns out there was a small footpath on the other side of the cliff. "Ari, are you okay?" She winced as she saw my hands with tiny bloody scratches mixed with dirt and grass. "I am sorry." She said, she had a very pained look on her face. "It is okay, it doesn't hurt as bad as it looks" I flatly lied, my sister is overprotective and i mean Over, so she feels terrible when I get hurt and I don't like that. And the other reason i lied was because I hated it when she made that face, it made me remember how miserable we are... and the miserable ending of our witch clan. My name is Aria Flemming of the witch clan. I am 19 and instead of the glam life filled with heartbreaks and terrible boyfriends in college, my life has been plaqued by paranoia, running away and death. Our witch clan has been exiled for many years because of something that happened many years ago between the witch and werewolves clans. So we are living in hiding and we are always moving around so that we do not get caught like we did today. Today, I trusted the wrong person and let them into my secret as a witch and yes, you guessed it right, he betrayed me. I was hurt that he did because he betrayed my trust. I told my sister, she said it's coz i rejected him and so he felt better about it and i think thats just her way to cheer me up. Anyway, he told on me and the local werewolves started acting up and chased us while inflicting hideous wounds on us. We just focused on running because we are helpless and we don't have our wands making us powerless. I know right? What's a witch without a wand? Well, my mother took them away for saving keeping, she said we shouldn't use them because she believes that this is all a big misunderstanding. One big misunderstanding that led to the death of many in our small clan...including my dad. Anyway, enough of that, that's a tragic story for another day. Right now, I am in the woods behind our college with my sister because they invited us to a party to lure us out. When we found out, we ran to the woods to seek shelter but they did not let us go. They chased after us and they kept inflicting small tortous wounds at us, like some sort of twisted game where we are the prey and them, predators, lol, no pun intended.