Aggie... My name was Aggie... I - I remember... My mommy brought me here once. We sat...

Aggie: Aggie... My name was Aggie... I - I remember... My mommy brought me here once. We sat under the tree and she told me stories. They all had happy endings. Then those horrible men came and took me away and I never saw her again! Norman Babcock: Sometimes when people get scared, they say and do terrible things. I think you got so scared that you forgot who you are. But I don't think you're a witch. Not really. Aggie: You don't? Norman Babcock: I think you're just a little kid with a really special gift who only ever wanted people to understand her. So we're not all that different at all. Aggie: But what about the people who hurt you? Don't you ever want to make them suffer? Norman Babcock: Well, yeah, but what good would that do? You think just because there's bad people that there's no good ones either? I thought the same thing for a while. But there's always someone out there for you. Somewhere. Aggie: I just want my mommy. Norman Babcock: I'm sorry, Aggie. She's gone. Aggie: That story you were telling. How does it end? Norman Babcock: I think that's up to you. Aggie: Is this where they buried me? Norman Babcock: It's a pretty good place to sleep. Then you can be with your mom again.