Once upon a time in the town of Ashwood Falls there lived four sisters, who's name began with the letter B. The oldest Beatrice. The second oldest Bianca. The third oldest Blake and the youngest Bella Rose.
All four of the sisters are witches. Not the good kind of witches but the most-dastardly witches in all of Ashwood Falls expect for one. They play the most evil of tricks on unsuspecting people.
The three oldest are the worst. Beatrice, Bianca and Blake, dark-hair beauties with the most enchanting greens, the color of Emerald and the most wicked of smiles.
They walk around Ashwood Falls with an air of superiority no one can match. The towns people look away in terror whenever the sisters are in town.
Then there is Bella Rose, the youngest of the sisters. Who is also a witch like her sisters yet so different. There is an air of innocence to Bella Rose.
While her older sisters have dark hair and green eyes, Bella Rose has blonde hair and blue eyes. She doesn't have a frightening temperament like her sisters.
When Bella Rose walks in town there is no need to to walk the other way. The towns people love Bella Rose. There are times when Bella Rose tries to act like her sisters. She always fails.
Bella Rose is a beauty in every sense. Mind, body and soul. True to who they are, her sisters mock her. Make fun of her and play evil tricks on her. True to who she is Bella Rose always forgives her sisters.
To everyone in Ashwood Falls. To everyone who has been in the cross hairs of the three wicked sisters, Bella Rose is the only one keeping the towns people from lashing out. She is the Ashwood Falls rose.
In Bella Rose own words
It's hard being the youngest. It's hard being constantly mocked by the people who are supposed to love you. It's hard being the butt of their jokes I take it because they are my sisters.
How much can I take before I finally break? I cry silent tears. Being weak in this family is a source of embarrassment.
To my sisters I'm the embarrassment. The ugly duck. The outsider looking in. I try so hard to be like them. To be evil and wicked like them but I'm not.
While they are dark, horrible, nefarious women. I'm bright, sunny and love lots of color. My sisters have dark hair while I have blonde hair. They green eyes while I have blue eyes.
They like to hurt people. Play tricks on people. Mock people and laugh at people. I in turn like to help people. I like to make them laugh and put a smile on their face. I'm a giver not a taker like my sisters.
I wonder sometimes if I'm related to them. I wonder why we are so different. My sisters act like they own Ashwood Falls just because they have powers.
I have powers too. I use my powers to do good. To make people's lives better. My sisters use their powers for themselves. For selfish reasons. They use their powers to act like God.
Me and my sisters were born into family of witches who have extraordinary power. Our mother taught us to use our powers for good. Somewhere down the road my sisters changed.
They began to abuse their powers. They began to lash out at our parents especially our mother. My mother was constantly in tears. I tried to comfort her.
My mother always told me to be better than my sisters. To do good. To make people smile. To use my powers to help people. My mom was my rock star and I was her rock star.
Sadly, my mother passed away. I was heartbroken. My sisters weren't. They were happy. They got to use their powers without being controlled.
Every night my sisters planned their evil deeds and every day I cleaned up their mess or at least I try too. My sisters never know when to stop and let people live their lives.
For instance, just yesterday Blake casted a spell and pitted two sisters, Madison and Zoe against each other. Why? Here is the stupid reason.
Blake was jealous of that Madison got a gold charm necklace. Blake was also jealous of Zoe's new charm bracelet. Madison and Zoe are extremely close. She wanted to tear them apart for her own amusement.
I reversed the spell Blake did but the damage was done. Madison and Zoe's relationship is strained. I confronted Blake. She just laughed.
Beatrice and Bianca are no better than Blake. Beatrice is the oldest and as the oldest she is supposed to be the smart one but her jealousy got the better of her just like Blake.
Jealousy, envy, pride, that's how my sisters worked. Beatrice was jealous of Jade. My sisters are beautiful but not as beautiful as Jade.
Jade is the kind of person that draws you in with her witty personality and infectious smile. She drew me in.
We became good friends. What got to Beatrice is that Jade had the love of a good man. Something Beatrice never had but always wanted.
What did Beatrice do? You know what I can't even talk about what Beatrice did to Jade. It brings tears to my eyes. It's painful. It's hurts me to even think about those events. All I can say is that Jade was heartbroken. Beatrice just didn't care.
Jade left Ashwood Falls. Nobody knows where she went. She hasn't been back to Ashwood Falls since the incident. I miss her a lot. I didn't even confront Beatrice. I knew what would happen.
Bianca is envious and prideful. She thinks highly of herself. She thinks she is better than everyone. Sometimes I believe Bianca thinks she's better than Beatrice and Blake.
Bianca is envious of anything that has to do with diamonds. Just last month the Ashwood Falls jewelry store was robbed. I believe Bianca was responsible for the robbery. I had no proof. The towns people also believe Bianca is responsible for the robbery.
No one dare say anything for fear my sisters would go after them. Me included. I've been at the center of their rage for a long time.
There are so many days when I wish I had another life. A life in which me and my sisters are close. A life in which my sisters don't use their powers to hurt people.
The Ashwood Falls water falls is the highest peak in town and my favorite place to go. I go to the falls to escape my sisters and my life. The falls is my safe place.
The falls is where I go to ponder what I want from my life. One of the things I want but I know I'm not going to get is for my sisters to end their madness.
My mirror is the last gift I got from my mother before she passed away. The mirror allows me to see the things my heart desires.
I see the town I love and the people I love. My mirror allows me to protect my town and people from my sisters.
The mirror is how I reverse the magic my sisters do. My sisters know I'm the one stopping them. They try to scare me. I don't run away from them.
Magic mirror show me my sisters. Beatrice, Bianca and Blake. Show me their wicked nature. It's time to stop them once again.
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It's a cute story. I would separate the third person point of view to the first person point of view though. Italics always help! Other than that, I root for Bella Rose.
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Congrats on 200. On to 300? :-)
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Thank you
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