I couldn't believe that I can fly like a bird, I should believe in myself that I can do everything, I should believe in my magic. After I learned about how to fly my Grandmother taught me another magic trick to be invisible. She says it is the most important magic trick that I should learn to protect from the dark evil and enemies that we never know. But, right now, I enjoy much of being a normal teenager's life, but then I am obliged to do some witchcraft because I am one of them. I belong to the world of witches.
It was already midnight when I took a look at my window. I pulled back the curtain from my window and peeked outside of our house. Craft jumps over me and she seems afraid when I open the window of my room.
"Why? What is the matter with you?"
She gets more rattled and restles
