So this is my first web story I'm going to continue. It obviously won't be perfect and I may edit it later, but this is all I've written for now. Welcome to the realm of monsters (cheesy XD):
~Caileigh Hallowell
It was 1218 when I died.
I was in medieval Europe. And accused of being a supernatural, satanic, a witch. And was hunted down, cursed, and killed.
By a witch.
My past is so ironic, I was accused of being supernatural, satanic, a witch. But guess who found herself staring at the cart of dead carrying her twisted, burned, torn body. Me. Yup, I'm a spirit.
For some reason, it took them 795 years (plus the six