Row Boats Once a person asked to tell my #life story. I told them the normal things like my name is Samantha I was born in Minnesota. I have four sisters . but those are just facts. They aren't part of the story. So if I were to tell my story it'd start off with a little girl hiding under her bed not knowing how she got there. Not knowing why there was warm blood on her hands or the smell of burning flesh. The world was suddenly in front of her. As she reached for it it shattered across the wood floor. Suddenly the bed turned into a bench the floor turned into red specked carpet and he future turned into a robed man who forced her to her feet. She would never own her soul. And her future was not hers to decide. There her destiny was in the form of blood on her hands a bed over her head and the horrific smell of burning flesh. This is my story. It's the story of a child, a monster, and a witch. This story is a horror story.