(Abigail's POV)

Hours later I awoke hoping everything was all a dream, sadly it wasn't I stared at the moon and the soft glow it cast. As bats squeaked and flew around I turned and saw my home...Complete rubble. I accidentally had set fire to it, it seemed and not only was my family gone. I...The me I've always been was gone...Gone for good and replaced with this wretched thing! Only five years old and on my own now I couldn't help but weep, which resulted in a painful sting that penetrated into my very flesh. As I continued to weep I felt a sharp pain, in my chest then just like that it subsided. "I want my sisters back...I want Daddy back...I- I want Mommy! Mommy! I know it's all my fault! Just please your all I have don't leave me!" I wailed curling up in a ball. Standing up after what seemed like hours of grieving, I felt as if dragging my own weight I went back into what was left of my home. In the rubble I found my Mother's old messenger bag filled with the spell books she enjoyed so much. She taught me how to make potions, and perform natural healing methods on her patients since she was a herbalist. I slung the bag over my shoulder and glared at nothing. Marching away in the dead of night into the deep, and dark forest that lay ahead.

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IT SAYS I HAVE ONLY WROTE 257 WORDS?!