Prologue
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To know my story is to start at the beginning, so my name is Phoebe Swan I was born in the spring of 1989 to my father Charlie Swan. So sometime after his separation from his wife Renee who left with their daughter Bella. Charlie was feeling depressed and miserable, so he decided it was a good idea to go to a bar and drink away his woes and problems. A great idea that was anyway while at the bar Charlie met a woman named Taylor and they hooked up and about nine months later a baby girl was left on his door steps with a note that read:
Dear Charlie
This precious baby girl is named Phoebe, and she's your daughter. She was born a week ago from today and I can not take care of her anymore, I do hope you find it in your heart to take in your baby girl and into a loving home I know she'll have with you.
I wish you the best
Sincerely Taylor Salem
You guessed it that baby girl was me, and of course Charlie being the great man he is didn't turn me away he took responsibility for me and raised me, with a little help from his friends on the reservation. They helped raised me and look after me when Charlie had to leave for work, he often left me in the care of Billy Black, Harry or Sue Clearwater who all became my family.
Through that I also became friends with their children Jacob Black, Leah and Seth Clearwater, they were all my family and I loved them dearly. But it was when I was six that I learned that my mother Taylor Salem had died in a car accident. Although I didn't know my mother I was still sadden about her death, knowing now that I would never get a chance to met her.
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So as early as I could remember strange things would happen too or around me, like things would move without me touching them or I'd see things before they would happen. Not knowing what to do I went to Billy, who was always tell stories about the supernatural, so I figured maybe since he knew of all these stories maybe he could help me.
With Billy's help I ended up learning the truth about what it was I could do and why, Billy being the smart man he is made the connecting. Saying that since my mother's name was Salem I might be related to the Salem witches, which I was.
With Billy's guidance I was able to keep my abilities secret and with his help I also managed to contact my mother's mom. She helped me to understand our family history and magic, with her coaching I was able to learn how to control and harness my magic.
But with magic came its price and the limits that came with such power. Sometimes if I pushed myself too hard I would end up using too much energy and would pass out or I'd end up covered in bruises. Or in the most extreme case I would end up bleeding tears and it didn't help that the only people who knew what was wrong with me was Billy and the Elders.
So, when I turned fifteen I decided to stay at my grandmother's, so she could help me learn more about my magic. With her help I was able understand the elements of magic better. Now a year later I was returning back home to Forks, only if I had known what laid ahead.