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Martin
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Sleep eludes me. Staring around my deep blue and white bedroom, at my toes that had managed to poke out from under the bottom of the quilt to my Book of Shadows on my desk. It's full of a vast array of spells that I have perfected and personalised over the years. No one knows that I have one as I do not allow anybody in my bedroom, not even Jen.
It's my hide out.
I am well aware that people think of me as a loser, a disappointment because I have no magical job meaning I have not moved out yet, but I do intend to, hell I want to. I am just finalising my Book of Shadows and then I wish to be a private tutor for any baby witches and wizards who need extra help. I just haven't told anyone yet.
Then I have an idea and so I find myself tumbling out of my bed and creeping
