• Missy was just a regular teen that moved to a small unknown town in Georgia, after her family found out that some great aunt had died, and given the land to them. Well, once they get there, they soon find out why they were the ones that got the house...
    Tiara Lee was just a small seven year old girl, until her mother died in a fire, and she was left with her aunt and uncle. After moving from London, England, where she stayed with one of her dead mother’s good friends, all the way to the Soon-To-Be half-century old state of Georgia, with her aunt and uncle; she dies only years later...
    When these two girls meet, one dead and one pretty much alive, the soon find out how, and why Tiara Lee's mother died. And who Zora Stanley really was...


    By The Candle Light

    Chapter 2: Goodbyes of a Life Time

    1828


    Tiara Lee stood off to the side as the captain shook all the passengers’ hands. Two long months it had taken to get to Savannah in the state she would be living in. The redhead watched as the last of the people stepped onto dry land. When Allen turned to face her, he smiled kindly down at her. The small seven year-old had turned out to be much like the daughter he had never had. It was sad that she would be leaving him and his family.

    “It was a pleasure to meet you, Miss Tiara Lee.” The captain had knelt down and kissed her hand gently. Said little girl nodded at him and hugged his waist tightly. The dark haired man hugged her back, and tenderly pulled her arms away. Bradford hugged her, with small tears just barely breaking through his eyelids. Clare McLoggins, the brown haired woman pulled out something wrapped in paper from her bag, and handed it to the TL.

    “It’s very sad to say goodbye to a girl like you; we may never meet another. But as a token of our kindness, this is for you.” She took it with gratitude. Once her bag was in her hand, and she had said her last goodbyes, Tiara Lee began walking down the steps. After she stepped onto dry land, the ship’s horn blew, and it started to head back to London.

    “Bye, Tiara Lee! We’ll miss you!” The little girl looked up at her name and smiled sadly at the descending boat that held her friends that she had just met. She waved back unto they were no where in sight. Now, the next thing that was on her list was to find her aunt and uncle, so she could begin living a new life! But the only question is… Where were her aunt and uncle?

    “Oh, Tiara Lee! Is that you?!” The redhead, again, turned her hand at the sound of her name, and smiled brightly at the man and woman heading her way. Tiara Lee hurried herself toward them, with her bag at hand. Once they stood only inches apart, the little girl dropped her suitcase, and wrapped both arms around their necks. She was finally home…


    “You’ve grown into the woman your mother was, Tiara Lee.” Sarah-Ann said to her redhead niece. The country woman was around Five foot, two-three, with strawberry-blonde locks that fell past her shoulders, and green eyes shown brightly in the summer sun. Her husband, Oliver Jenkins, had a very muscle built structure, with combed back brown hair, and stern blue eyes. He held the reins of the horse as they made their long journey to his farm.

    “And soon she’ll have a little cousin.” Oliver said in a caring voice as he looked over at his wife. Sarah-Ann blushed slightly, and placed a hand on her soon to be growing stomach. Tiara Lee looked between the two, trying to figure out what was going on. Miss de’ Helton had told her of things like this, but never actually what it was. Then it hit her. Her aunt was having a baby!

    The little redhead’s face brightened, and she began to bouncy in her seat. “You’re gonna have a baby, Auntie Sarah-Ann?!” The woman smiled and nodded at her. Oliver patted his leg, motioning for his niece to sit there. She did just that.

    “And how would you like about naming that little baby, your aunt is going to be having?” He gently whispered in her ear, as if it were a secret. Her eyes grew the size of a tea cup saucer, but just nodded her head slowly.

    “I’d love to do that! You’d really let me?!” His laughter was booming through the forest that surrounded them. Birds and squirrels were shaken at the sound, but went back to their duties only a few seconds after it stopped. Sarah-Ann could only smile down at her niece; she was to much like her younger sister that had died only a few months before.

    “Only if you’d like it, sweet-pea…” The redhead jumped up and down with joy, as she hugged her uncle, than aunt. Her life couldn’t get any better. It only got worse…



    The faint scowls and yells for her death rang through the small town. A fifteen year old redhead was pushed along a dirt path toward her soon coming death. She stayed quiet, taking in her last few breaths.

    “Kill her!”

    “Burn the witch!”

    That’s what she heard as she was pulled up the wooden stairs toward the steak. Witches had long been thought to been killed and never to show their faces again. But this little one had been caught practicing her growing power…

    “Tiara Lee Stanley, you have been found guilty of using Witchcraft. Do you have any final words?” The mayor stood not far from where she was tied up at. Twigs and wood surrounded her; a hiss left her lips with an evil smirk.

    “Only a few… First; all of you shall perish in the fiery pits of Hell when thou die in punishment for killing the Devil’s worker! Next; you’re nothing but pathetic mortals who know nothing of what the world is truly like! And last…Arda!” Sparks ignited themselves around her, and the flames grew higher as her laughter kept going.

    Everyone man stood scared stiff in his boots as her eyes turned a blood red and her teeth turned to fangs. This is what was really and truly out in the world… Monsters. That was it...

    A little seven year-old boy with reddish-brown hair stood in the back with a proud grin on his lips. That was his cousin… and Salem Oliver Jenkins was quite proud of it too.