This is a story about a boy who didn't no at the time that his mother was a witch.

He was a 12 year old boy very calm and collected in himself not much confidence but little does he no that all changes.

His time in secondary school was one of his best times he was one the popular kids every girl wanted to date him, Every boy wanted to be him, His first discovery of the strange was on the night of a great thunderstorm he held up his hands to the sky and screamed he was going to kill the person who hurt his best friend and from this act his whole life changed.

My name is Bill and im a 12 year old schoolkid i live with my mother and father in the countryside in a little cottage, Everything was great the perfect family life i was a only child of the family name Gringold, yeah sure i had aunties, uncles, cousins but no siblings we lived in a village called skymount it was in the middle nowhere really the main school was 10 miles away in the city of Dunmere.

This story takes many twists and turns and is down to you the reader.

please enjoy my first ever story....