Here's my wild guess: It was around 1830's or so. I was kidnapped, I had a sister, we were forced to live in a basement, away from life where the man who kidnapped us pretended we were his kids. People heard weird rattling downstairs. They saw us. They took my sister because she was reading a "spell" book when it was really a self calm book and burnt her to torture me and to kill her because she was a "witch" when she wasn't. Years passed without her and I still mourned but, eventually they thought I was a male witch because we were related so they put tied me on a wooden one person boat with no food or water so eventually I would have died of thirst or hunger as I sailed out to sea. It seems like a stretch but idc