Your family had lived for generations. They were immortal witches. But you were the youngest. Newest witch in training as they called it. You family had consisted of Carson (Your father), Carrie (your mother), then your sister siblings Carolyn, Camie, Belatrix, and Kat. Then your brother siblings Winter, Bucky, Binx, and James. Your parents were from 1920's your siblings from 1990's. You were from 15 years ago. Since you weren't that old. But they all had partners. The females in order had partners Carolyn had Witcher, Camie had Lucky, Belatrix had Casey, and Kat had Tanner. The males in order had partners Winter had Chuckley a male, Bucky had Elizabeth, Binx had a male partner too named Zamie, and James had Lilac.

They treated you like garbage though. Like you were weak and not very strong. Which wasnt true. Because you were a witch. You could see visions, shift your body, and change voices. So, you were strong for a tiny body of a fifteen years old. But they'd see eventually you were powerful and needed to be prayed too.

Right now it was dinner time. They forgot all about you. But were practicing spells with the food and the napkins and stuff. Turning a fork into a frog. That type of thing.