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My Story - Becoming a Witch
By
Drusylla
*Note: This was taken from my own Book of Mirrors*
One day, I was selling stuff door to door for a school fundrasier - I was only about 10 years old at the time. I went to this blue house on the corner, which was down the street from where I lived at the time. Now at the time, I was told by my mom and dad to only go to houses where I knew people, you know to be safe. I know that my mom talked to the lady that lived there a few times, so I knew it was okay to go up to the house.
I got up to the door - I didn't even get the chance to knock, when a lady with long brown hair opened the door and I said, "I'm selling (I can't remember what is was at the time) stuff for school." Then, I showed her the broshures. She glanced at them and invited me inside. Let me tell you this - this house, looked like a regular house on the outside, but inside it looked like a palace ~ there was this grand staircase that looked like it spiraled for miles and there stairs looked as though they were 10 feet long and atleast 3 - 4 feet deep. The living room, which is where she told me to have a seat - was beautiful - the couch was velvety soft and white, antique looking; There was this amazing fire-place, which was lit because it was winter weather outside; and the coffee table was nothing by glass.
She told me to stay here while she went upstairs to get her check book. I watched her go upstairs, then I got up and looked around - you know how kids are, can't keep their hands off of anything. I opened up a couple of draws in a box which was on the mantle piece of the fireplace, did a little snopping here and there, you know, that sort of thing. Anway, I thought I heard a noise, so I sat back down on the couch. Then, when I knew it was nothing, I started looking at the stuff on the coffee table, which was covered with scattered papers and what knots. I came across a photo ID of the lady and I happened to see her birthdate/age - it said that she was 70 years old - she looked like she was only about 25. I heard foot-steps, so I scattered the papers over the ID.
She came back downstairs and the phone rang. I felt like I was sitting there forever. The phone call finally ended and she offered me some tea while she looked through the broshures ~ I took some, of course. It tasted very sweet and made me sleepy. I remember resting my eyes for a moment ~ it felt like I was in some sort of a trance-spell type thing. While my eyes where closed, I heard her chanting something over me, but I don't know what it was. I started to come to, wake up in other words, when I heard her say, "Bless this child with the gift of everlasting youth and happiness!" When I woke up, it felt like I was asleep for hours and I was covered with a blanket. I got up and said that I had to be going.
She out a necklace around me, which has a charm of a pentacle on it. She said for me to wear it forever. Throughout the years it got worn out, but I still have it in rememberence of that day.
I didn't really get into practicing Wicca until I was in High School. Actually it was more like getting back in touch with my spirituality. I read a million books on Wicca, my favorites were Candle Magick and anything dealing with crystals. I think it was around 1996 when I really got into doing rituals, you know for the seasons, worshipping the Goddess and God, and the elements.
Now, my cousin Heather (Firedancer) and I do some rituals together. We always combine our tools and make an awesome alter.
Also, when I turned 21 I became a High Priestess. If anybody from Southern New Jersey is interested, I'd like to start a Coven called the Sacred or Secret Sisters of Southern Jersey.