Chapter 1 The incident 

On a frigid night in Autumn, Jonathan Darling was walking home from his friend's house. It was so cold that Johnathan could see his breath go in front of him in a small white cloud, only to disappear as soon as he took another breath.. Jonathan was wearing the coat that his mother had just bought him, accompanied by his best blue plaid shirt, and his favorite pair of pants which had many pockets to hold all of his pencils; that he had a habit of losing. Jonathan's hair was a dark chocolate brown, so dark that it looked black from a certain distance. He wore it as he always had, messy and ruffled, like he had just woken up..  

 The sky was like a dot with all the stars in the black of the sky. All the trees around him were losing their leaves as Winter was around the corner. Jonathan had always  hated Winter. The cold of the house, walking to school every morning with his father, and his father yelling for him to get the wood for the fire, so they could warm up the house,but now Johnathan was going to miss having his father walk with him to school and his father yelling at him. Jonathan felt his eyes tearing up, only for them to spill over moments later as he thought about his father and how much he missed him.

 James Darling and Elizabeth Darling had recently gotten divorced. James darling was a kind and gentle man, but he had gotten tired of married life and having children so he left.

“Hey Johnathan.” 

Came a voice out from the distance. As Johnathan turned around he felt a sharp punch to the gut. It was Joseph Miller, Jonathan’s supposedly best friend. In Joseph's blue eyes you could see the hate at least that’s what it looked like. Joseph had light brown hair with blue eyes. Joseph had a brown leather jacket on his birthday and black pants on. It looked like Joseph had been bottling his feelings up inside for a long time . Jonathan had known Joseph since year one and the two had been friends up to year eight. Jonathan fell and scraped his palm. “ What the freak Joseph!” , Jonathan said as he was getting up.”You, you , you must think you’re so perfect.” perfect ...if only Johnathan thought as he got punched again by Joseph. “ OW” He shouted “ What are you talking about! How am I perfect? My life is less than perfect my brother died my hair a brown black my family is poor, my parents are separated” .

 “You are perfect ” “what no I’m not” “You are the most perfect person ever ”  Joseph’s voice had changed it didn’t sound like he was angry anymore he sounded tender. Joseph’s face was blushing redder than a tomato. Then out of nowhere he kissed Johnathan.  Jonathan was stunned he couldn’t think of what to say Then Joseph said “ Uh, I'm sorry, I shouldn’t have done that I don't know where that came from God I’m an idiot I shouldn’t have done that” and then Joseph left. Jonathan continued walking home with a bruised stomach.

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Then it happened Johnathan got home and saw a police man leaving his house Johnathan nodded his head to the man and the man walked away. The closer he got to his house he could feel something in his gut, well other than the bruise from getting punched he walked up to the door and opened it to his mother crying. 

 His mother was sitting at the kitchen table with a gray skirt with a white blouse on. With her head in her hands He ran up and hugged her he tilted his head back with compassion in his eyes he asked her, “what’s wrong” “It’s your father he was arrested witchcraft” Johnathan got very confused 

James Darling had never practiced magic in his life. Jonathan and his sister Annabelle had read books about magic but they never thought this would happen. Annabelle had friends that weren’t the best influence on Jonathan. Jonathan had known that these friends of Annabelle weren’t the best but then again who else would she be with Annabelle would NEVER socialize with new people or even people she knew. Annabelle was the stay home and do nothing type of person and nothing anyone did would change that. Annabelle was around 15 years of age and she had never been in a courtship which was unfortunate because Annabelle was a beautiful young woman. Her hair was colored like a raven's feathers and long about mid back length, which looked amazing with her olive complexion. Annabelle was a true beauty, but she didn’t try; she never had any interest in finding someone. She truly just wanted to live life however she liked and that was just never a male.

Chapter 2 Annabelle’s chapter

“Annabelle!” 

“Yes mother!” Annabelle yelled from the top of the stairs 

“come down and do your chores, you can’t just pawn them off on Jonathan. Like you’ve been doing ever since he was old enough to do chores.” 

“Sorry mother I'll go do that right away” 

Annabelle said as sarcastically as possible.

 “Do not talk that way to me, go do your chores,'' her mother said in a terrifying voice. Annabelle walked off agitated. 

Then there was a knock at the door. Elizabeth opened the door and it was a police officer. The officer looked angry but had no expression. Elizabeth felt that something was wrong but she knew that she didn't want to know her life had already been so bad her first born died, her ex-husband was arrested, and she didn’t think she could handle more bad news. Her chest felt tight and it was hard to breathe then she managed to get out the words “Yes, how can I help you” 

 The officer then said “is Annabelle here” 

“Why?” Elizabeth said in a calm voice even though inside she was dying the officer answered with, she's under arrest 

Elizabeth didn’t know what to do. She was stunned. She felt like the world was crashing down and all she could do was watch. She could hear her heartbeat lub-dub lub-dub lub-dub she could hear her breathing becomes steady then turn unsteady. The officer asked again “is Annabelle here” Elizabeth never thought that three simple words could hurt her like this other than when her husband left her. Her chest tightened and her voice cracked when she yelled for her daughter. Annabelle came into the door and had no clue what was going on. The officer grabbed her, put the cuffs and her and dragged her off. 

Jonathan was bringing in wood for the fire to cook dinner when the officer was taking his only sister. Jonathan didn’t know what to think. He was losing everything and everyone he cared for. His only brother was dead, his father and sister were arrested, his mother was barely getting the family by and his father wasn't helping at all even before he was arrested. Jonathan saw his mother just standing there. He didn’t have any words for what had just happened. Then the worst thing he could think of happened. Joseph was walking his way over to the house.

 Jonathan started to go inside and hide from Joseph; he didn’t want to see Joseph ever since what had happened the other day. Elizabeth yelled at Johnathan to put the wood down and hang out with his friend because he had come all this way to hang out with him. Well Johnathan couldn’t just hide in his house he had to face Joseph sooner or later. So Johnathan went into his house, dropped the wood and walked past his mother over to Joseph.

 “Hello Joseph,”  Jonathan said in a calm voice. He didn’t know what a good actor he was. Inside Jonathan was about dying. He didn't know how to act or where the conversation was going. Joseph stood there looking at the ground you could see his ears were red from blushing so hard. You couldn’t see Joseph’s eye through his Blonde brown hair. Joseph looked up at Jonathan and saw that Jonathan was just standing there staring at him waiting for him to say something then Joseph shot down his look to the ground. Joseph had gone over there on a whim. He hadn't planned to go over there. He didn't ever want to face Johnathan again after what had happened. He was humiliated.

“ Johnathan I … I don’t really know what to say I wasn't going to come over here I wasn’t expecting to see you again” Joseph started to tear up “I’m really sorry about yesterday I don’t really know how to excuse my behaviour’’ Jonathan interrupted him abruptly “ Joseph why did you hurt me’’ Joseph didn’t look up he was trying to think of good explanation for everything he’d done, but then he got it there was no good explanation only the truth. “ Johnathan I hurt you because I love you too much to handle.