Welcome to my life story.

My life was normal like most.

My family lived like most.

Except we were not the normal family. By tastes in what we did or how we did things. We did not really agree with a lot of people on politics, though most of the town actually kind of shared our view. I mean, the town is up close to a forest, everyone just about owned a gun and if navigated the forest right you can cross state lines and then a little farther would be a prison. Though being mauled by a bear had a higher probability and those were low numbers thank the Heavens.

Besides all that, my family has something that no one else does. No, not a super rare antique though mom did run an antique store just down the rode from our house. We have something deeper and darker. No, not being in line of witches. No, not devil worshipers. Not that type of dark thing, more of a victim of a dark thing.

My family has a curse, pretty rare huh? How did I know? No, I am not quite that rebellious to dig up my family's dark past. My family has been so scared of it I was told about it.

Unbelievable? Ha! My mother told me, partly to scare me to bed like most ghost stories. And her mother told her, and her mother's mother told her, and her mother's mother's mother told her. Get the idea, yet?

It is a family curse. Despite my amazing ability to dig up hidden things this one was complete unknown origin. We kept it that way too. Mostly cause we were afraid of what the past was. No one knew of it either, which might explain a few things.

I was a hundred percent different to my blood line. I liked to go and adventure into the forest where it is said that the curse is from.

Why did we not move? Well easy, my parents tried to get out of town before I was born, then after I was born, and again when my little brother was born. The reason for that is because the curse almost had my mother, she believes that I will, hold on let me emphasis this, will fall into it. Before I was aware of the curse and we tried to move again I threw a tantrum...I was three!

Accepting that we cannot leave my parents wanted me to learn 'the ways of the hunter' instead of caging me in and most likely making our case worse. They said if it involves the forest and since it is easy to get lost why not learn so I can somehow get away from whatever it was....What not good enough? Fine. You know Frozen, right? Good. You know how they kept Elsa in and boarded her up, and exactly what they feared was what came out. Get my point yet? No! I would be like Elsa and not be able to control my urges to go into the forest! Makes since now?

No? Too bad. I am sorry he had, no has a great influce on me. He has a bad temper in a manner type way.

People are scary. And I being involved with him proved that to me.

Friends I thought I could trust and turn to when I wished not to get my family even deeper into my mess, abandoned me and played their worst prank.

Here is my story many would say of make believe, some would question how things were done, some will question my sanity.

Ultimately this is my story, what I have experienced. Many question why or how to I got to be called Queen.