Jane Pence, nothing interesting about her. Just a normal girl with blonde hair, blinding blue eyes, and an accent. She was born in Ireland, came to America at age five. She is thirteen now, living with her dad and mum. She spends her days by the lake, humming Irish songs and collecting rocks and putting them in a strange order. Jane was a girl who stayed in the shadows, not talking. People didn't trust her, whispering she was a witch. This is Jane's story, in her own words