The Hidden Life of Rowena Foribe * NANOWRIMO 2017*

The life of a witch who had lived most of her life without knowing who or what she truly is. Upon walking into a classroom and getting a project she dives deep into her family history. Finding things that she didn't know and overhearing things that she shouldn't know about. Seeing things that she shouldn't. She is about to turn 15 years old and that is when the first sighs of a witch come out. She can choose to go with them and see where the journey will take her or she can be like her family and turn her back on the Goddess and magic and powers. Rowena is just a normal 14-year-old high school student. Slacking in a few classes but good on most of her classes. Rowena has a few friends but her best friend that she tells everything, Eva Flixnet, who is in most of her classes.

(I know NaNoWriMo is done but I will still be working somewhat on this book. It is also for my school. They want me to write a novella soI wrote for NaNoWriMo.I also made a new cover but it is being picky with me)


3. Research for clues

The rest of the day was just boring. During every class I was sitting there thinking that there was some mistake about what had happened but something just didn't add up with it. The pull to the book and then the knowledge that I might somehow be connected to my teacher. I liked him in all but I just didn't want to be in his family. "Rowena! Answer me, what is this project about?" Said one of my teachers. I snapped up in my seat and looked around to see almost everyone had left.  

"Umm. My next," 

"Class? That can wait. I will give you a slip. Answer what the class is about.," My teacher stood in front of me looking down at me.  

"I think this class would be about..." I was saved when the bell rang and a bunch of students walked into the classroom. I walked out of the classroom as the teacher stood dumbfounded at me. I wanted to smile but I had to turn and watch where I was going after almost running into someone and knocking them down. I at least muttered a sorry about doing that before heading as fast as I could out to the next class. It was the last one before lunch. I think I was going to spend my lunch with the teacher or with Eva. I needed to get my hands on that book to find out some more about my family treesSomething had to be wrong with it.   

I walked in right as the teacher called my name but didn't look up. Eva and I talked most of the class and she said that she would join me with talking to the teacher if that was what I wanted to do. "Honesty I would much rather go and talk with the teacher and be out of that loud lunch room." I whispered and then turned and scribbled something on my notebook to make it look like I was doing something when the teacher looked our way. We talked a lot during class. A bad habit but better then listening to some of the lectures that we get.  

The bell took forever to ring but I was happy when I got to put my notebook and things in my locker and go to the teacher's room. It took some time because I was stopped a few times by people who looked at me like I was the new one.  

I finally got to the classroom and saw that the teacher was waiting inside of the room, like he knew that Eva and I were going to be there. "Don't bother knocking. I was waiting for you to come. I knew that you would come back you wanted to borrow the book," He held up the dusty old book. Turning his head, I saw a smile on his face. I walked forward slowly and grabbed the book. 

It felt like the world came to a halt when my fingers and touched the cover. It was like it was meet to be held by me. I never wanted to let the book go, but I knew that the cover was filthy. The teacher saw this and he knew that I felt something. The air grew warmer and colder and it felt like the wind was blowing twice as hard. I set the book down and saw that the pages said, "This is the book of a powerful young witch. One with powers untold to herself. This is her book of shadows traveled back in time to save what she has done. No secrets have been given and yet everything is hidden," I stopped my finger on the page right under the words "Book of Shadows". What is that?  

I yanked myself away from the book and wanted to run. I felt fear and this mixture of needing to stay right where this book is. "Take it. It's yours's. In your family," The teacher said. I was struck between taking the book and running away. I was scared enough to the point where I thought that taking the book was a bad idea but Eva just picked it up put it in my bag and walked me out of the room. I zoned out for the rest of the day.  

Following Eva most of the day I didn't hear anything that was said to me. My eyes were glazed over until the end of the school day when the last bell rung and I finally got my thoughts back together. I had missed most of the day but I can make that up tomorrow.  Wait no I can't. We don't have school tomorrow. I guess I get to ask questions then.  

Eva walked home with me like she normal did and I was thankful for it. I might have gotten lost if she didn't come with. My mother was in the kitchen when we got home making something. I didn't stop the track to my room to say hi or ask about anything. My head was still in an uproar about school. "Eva," I muttered under my breath when we sat down in my room. Eva on my bed emptying most of her backpack and me at my desk setting everything out nicely. She looked up at me. "Why did you put the book in my bag?" I asked her looking at her really intensely. 

"Rowena, if it can help you with class and the teacher GAVE it to you. You take the book. No matter what. I don't know why you didn't take it yourself. Maybe you thought that it was too good to be true, so I took it and did it for you. I don't know what is so weird about that book but it gives me the heebee jeebes." She shivered and looked over at my backpack that was empty for all but that book. I made sure not to touch the book as I pulled everything out of it.  

I looked down at it with her and thought that it would be best if I just faced it with all the courage I have. I grabbed the backpack and plopped down on my bed with Eva right across from me. She knew that I was going to do something and just pushed all of her stuff to the ground. I looked down at it and stuck my hand in my backpack looking for the book. Once my hand touched it all of the weird feelings came back and I pulled it out. I looked at Eva once. She was staring at the book with interest. I looked down and lifted my hand to open it. The cover fell open taking most of the pages with it. When it stopped Eva and I looked up at each other, as thought we were both afraid to read what it said.  

"My family tree?" Eva and I said together. I was shocked that it opened to the family tree page. Eva was the first to touch the page. She yanked her hand away when the dust on it covered the page. She looked over at me as I kept my eyes on the page. My hand rising on its own and touched the page. My hand danced around the whole page and the dust cleared enough to show me. It was an elegantly drawn tree with severely faces with the date of birth and death. The faces looked happy. At the bottom I saw my face next to an empty spot. I guess that I was getting a sister soon then?  

"Wait what did you just," Eva started to say. I looked up to see she was watching me. I shrugged my shoulders at it. "Don't. Don't act like that did not just happen," Eva said in a quiet voice. I knew she was getting angry at me but I couldn't help it. 

"And what do you want me to do? I can't explain this. This is freaking me out," I said back a little louder she looked at me and then my hand the dust had started to go off of the book and crawl on her. Eva, my best friend who never screams, started to scream louder than anything I had ever heard. She screamed so loud that I was impressed my mom did not come up and ask what was wrong.  

I yanked my hand away from the book and slammed it shut. Eva still screaming jumped off the bed. I followed in fear that my mom would come running up. I was right to fear that; my mother was already in my room she stopped screaming. "What? What is going on?" She shrieked scared that something had happened. Eva pointed to my bed where the dust that had been there moments ago vanished and turned into spiders. I screamed and jumped back as well. I wasn't prepared for the spider's trick. My mom, who also hated spiders, ran out of the room. We followed and closed the door behind us.  

Eva and I watched my mother duck-tape the underside of my door. She thought that they wouldn't get around the duck-tape and I would say that would be better than anything. "Alright you girls need your homework out of that room open it Rowena and grab everything that you two need. You can sleep on the coach tonight. Sorry about that. Someone is going to have to come and check that one out.  

An hour later Eva and I realized that we need to get our homework finished and, telling my mom this, she told me to get ready into going into my room. I sighed, but knew that this was going to be the outcome. I walked up to my room with Eva and my mom. They all looked like they were holding them breathe as I opened the door slowly. I turned and nothing. No spiders, and no big web. "I think they're gone!" Looking around the room I nodded, "Yeah the spiders are gone." The sigh of relief that came twice from behind me told me that they had hoped the spiders would be gone.  

"Are your windows open?" I heard my mother ask. Turning around her arms were turning purple, and she was shivering. Eva was shivering as well, but her tan skin was staying the same colorI shook my head and saw that the window was indeed closed. I wasn't cold at all. I don't know why everyone else was. Sitting down on my bed I looked at the book that still sat closed on my bed. My mom, being as nosy as ever, looked over and saw it. "What is this about? Where did you get the book?"  

"I... umm..."  I stuttered.  

"A teacher gave it to her to barrow. He thought that it would help her with the project. So far though, it is just a big old dusty book about nothing useful," Eva told my mom as I stuttered trying to find an answer to the question. My mom turned questioning eyes on me, knowing that if that was the truth that I would have told her so the moment she asked.  I nodded my head and she nodded hers and began to walk away from Eva and me.  

"Thank you, Eva," I said when Eva sat down on my bed once my mom had left. She nodded but pulled out her computer and started to type out her paper.  

"Umm you just start writing? How do you do that?" I asked her shocked as she just typed away. 

"Well I don't know. I make a new doc and then I name it and start writing the first paragraph. I don't know how I do it. Maybe because I like to write?" She asked herself looking at me. I shrugged and got out my computer. We were lucky that the school gave us computers so we could work on them. If the school didn't give us computers we wouldn't have them. "What are you looking up?" Eva asked me shortly after I had grabbed my notebook to take some small little notes on the topic.  

"I just put in my last name but not much is coming up. How about you?" I asked not looking at her and wrote something down. When she didn't answer I looked up to see her staring at her screen with a pale white face. "What did you find? It looks like you have seen a ghost," I told her laughing it off. She did nothing in return. She, instead of looking or answering moved her arm for me to go to her. I walked over to see and she turned her computer towards me. It was my family tree on her page. Her last name in the search bar but my family tree. "What?" I asked quietly before my sight went black and I couldn't feel anything.   

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