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, as normal as a witch can be. That's right, I am indeed a witch, by blood. My mom's a witch and my dad is n

ad to work with the paranormal council that's why. Though we never lost contact with each other, we have this

makes me carry 2 laguages with me everytime. No problem, I don't have much stuff with me. Anyways, I'm turning 18 next month so I gotta find another place for me to live, just like the last 5 years, cause you kno

ean I've been traveling here with my mom eversince I was born, I don't go that far. But the last time she talked to me on the crystal, she said I gotta go to another continent this time, and she suggested Europe. Pretty interesting. I turned

d prepared myself for a long journey. To my actual luck, ther

at night. I got some of my savings and decided to buy myself a phone, I gotta

4th floor room 4a6 whatsoever that name code mean. My space got a decent living room with a television and some couches, a cute kitchen, a bathroom but I heard they

e cafeteria across the street. I order some steak and ate peacefully. Minutes later, I walked out of there to go find a job

le and showed her the paper. The girl in the counter smiled at me and looked me from head to toe. Eh? Is there som

back. I sat down on a stool and look around me, there seemed to be a lot of herbal stuffs here, I mean

motioned for me to go inside. "She's in a good mood

behind a simple wooden desk. "Hello child." she gree

e of the stools infront of the desk. And yeah, I have to lie about my age cause nobody's gonna give me a job if I'm 17

roblem." she said while looking at me in a co

mini-lab. She took out a book from the shelf and opened a cupboard situate

she's making a potion. Is there a possibility that that lady's a witch? I hope not. I opened the book and started flipping the pages, the writtings, their handwritten and by the way, there's

al with the fake ID, if you know what I mean. I started mixing them the way the instructions said. If this thing's not gonna work, I know what will. I flicked my wrist and said, "aleiaka ramata ye" a healing chant, a basic one, like

chanted on it. I smiled back nonetheless. "My name's Cathy Mollien, in

g people, I actually want to help. I'm a witch, I know some healing chants, but that's

ayment is weekly, I'm gonna give you a check, just fill this up for lega

oom and opened my witchy bag, that's what I like to call it. After setting things up, I looked at my appearance in the mirror, dark brown hair, green eyes, fair skin, I like my look, I chan

a few minutes I saw my mom. She looks like an older version of me, j

, how are you

d in London yesterday, was

sy with the council anywa

ith us talking through this but, don't you think we should be more, normal?"

he raised her brows i

phones? That way, I won't have to mov

t stay at one place, they're gonna question y

question me, I don't have to move. Mom, what are

to leave any kind of trace. Or else he would

sure feel creeped out. I me

, you know the black hair purple eyes with a swirl tatoo on my right cheel is my prime, that's not the look that you would see in me. My disguise look, the dark brown

was just style, apparently not. Some of them means that you are a healer witch, making healing potions is your specialty. Don't get me wrong, all witches now some common chants and spells but each one has a special ability like fighting, healing, and others.

ant to be precise. Never mind that, I am not a royal, I'm just a normal witch. I shut the book and decided to call it a night. As

not that they'd know of. It was Sunday and I was walking down the hall when a girl bumped into me, she seemed to b

e to get caught!" I heard the girl say. I'm not supposed to mind their business but I saw a man bleeding and the girl try

the bottle with white liquid in my right hand and poured the bottle with brown liquid in my left, I rubbed them together and touched his would with it, damn he was shot. Maybe b

stened, I willed it out again, pushing more of the fluid in. Minutes later it worked. G

d you do it?" the girl sai

what do you e

ked at each other with scared expression. I s

cer said, showing a sketch of the man I just helped. I looked at his eyes, it's a game of what he can see but not recogn

said as he looked at the scene in front of him. The bloody guy and the scared g

ome coffee in there." I calmly say, refering to the blood as coffee while flicking

ering you, I must go

ou should go relax for

e left. I turn to the both of

you find a decent job before the police comes back here." I said as I walked towards

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