Darcy Anatola Witch's Diary

This is the diary of Darcy Anatola Witch

A New Orientation
When I was a kid, my dad was taken away from me, after my mom. I haven't the slightest clue why. In Oz, I would often be chased by villagers and soldiers or something like that, I remembered what they did to me, and what I lost. I started to lose myself and used my magic against them. I looked at myself and asked, "What've I become?"

I moved to Ever After. Though, there were too many people to hurt. I found myself running, and found a forest. It was where I stayed, I built a tiny cottage with my magic, and lived there, the animals never feared me. After awhile, this man came to find me. He said he was the Headmaster of a fancy boarding school and such. He came to know I was the daughter of the Wicked Witch of the East, and encouraged me to attend.

This year was Legacy Year, a rather special year, in fact. But one day, a certain daughter of the Evil Queen person decided to flip the script, though, let me start from the beggining...

Chapter One
Headmaster permitted me to live in my cottage for break, I came back and now it's Book-to-School Orientation week. As I made my way to the Charmitorium, I looked for a seat in the back, but there was someone sitting there, so I found an empty row and sat there.

As usual, Headmaster Grimm made his speech about destiny. I stopped listening after the first line, which was: "We all have our destinies to follow..." I kept staring at the ceiling and all around.

Next thing I know, my name was called. "Darcy Anatola Witch! Please proceed to Mr. Badwolf's tour." A voice called out. "Alright, alright." I muttered under my breath.

I made my way to the tour...

Chapter Two
The tour was exactly the same. Raven Queen, daughter of the Evil Queen, got impatient with two ogres... I think.

Once the tour ended, I made my way to the exit, but, I overheard the Headmaster talking to Baba Yaga, and couldn't help but eavesdrop. So it seems, he's worried about Legacy Day. I'm guessing someone doesn't wanna pledge.

I decided to go to my cottage to think. Once I got there, I saw my little stray black puppy. I was sure I could take him to boarding school, after all, Madeline Hatter has a door mouse and Hunter Huntsman has a squirrel.

I picked the little guy up, he didn't have a name, so I named him Cooper. Mya dad always wanted a dog. I walked over to my rocking chair, still cradling Cooper and pondered on my destiny, filling my head with dozens and millions of questions.

Was I getting a good fate? Of course not. Was it wise to decide against my destiny? Nope. I could go poof! But one question kept lingering in my mind: Did I want my destiny?