Despite hearing it from my teacher, I still doubted.
âIs there any proof that all of this really happened?â
When I was a little girl, Vicky used to tell me stories about witches.
What she said was completely different from what the teacher was saying.
According to what Vicky used to tell me, the Swamp Witches were good with medicines and healing magic.
They helped innocent women and children in many battles.
They were kind and powerful, and were very hospitable to outsiders.
I doubted theyâd curse a werewolf to kill his mate and children.
In comparison, I preferred what Vicky said.
The teacher was very unhappy.
She narrowed her eyes at me and said coldly, âOf course.
Itâs whatâs in the history books.
â
âHistory books arenât always accurate,â I countered.
âBecause theyâre always written by the winners.
All the descriptions will naturally favor the winners.
Even if the winners did cruel things, itâd be justified in the history books.
â
The teacher was a little angry that I dared to question her.
âDebra, do you sympathize with the witches because you have something in common with them?â
Eyeing me with disdain, she started cursing me mercilessly.
âYouâre just as dirty and greedy as them.
Youâre nothing but bad luck.
People like you donât deserve to be alive.
You only bring disaster wherever you go.
â
I was utterly shocked by her vicious words.
How could she say such mean things?
And why would she say that about me and the Swamp Witches?
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Suddenly, a boiling rage surged in my heart, and the table began to shake.
The coffee cup in the teacherâs hand suddenly lurched, spilling coffee all over her skirt.
Embarrassed, she couldnât help but curse.
âDamn it!â
Her face was red with anger as she quickly tried to dab the stain on her skirt.
Seeing that it was futile, she cursed again and started to storm off.
She bumped into Jenifer, who happened to be at the door.
âWhatâs going on?â Jenifer asked hurriedly.
The teacher jabbed an angry finger to me and said angrily, âDebra is rude and barbaric.
I canât teach her at all!â
Jenifer was stunned.
âWhat do you mean? What happened?â
âSheâs so rude and keeps countering what I try to teach her.
Sheâs lawless.
I doubt sheâll Learn anything!â
Jeniferâs eyes flickered with annoyance.
âI was planning to take her to a jewelry-themed charity auction tonight.
Judging from what you just said, Iâm worried that she might mess up.
â
The teacherâs eyes Lit up all of a sudden.