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ey help us become a better version of ourselves. Without mistakes, we would, just stay the same.....

s half past midnight so the hallway was dark, deserted and quiet. The on

new what I was about to do was wrong but my body was not in my control. The

e, Carl was sleeping peacefully on his bed, which was on the right side of the room. He was lying on his side, with his face towards the wa

he voice whis

to.' I tried t

urged again and I real

y head. I was going to do the most outrageous thing, and I was he

not move, but soon the pillow started soaking in his blood. The stench of ir

lifeless face but soon my delight turned into

ommate, Carl, a

an, my youn

horror when suddenly he opene

make sense of my surroundings. I was lying on my bed in my room. The

had come back home f

ree o'clock in the morning. Keeping the book on the nightstand, I sat on the ed

I was well aware that someday thi

nce again regretted going to that place eve

o do this to myse

n, might still be alive but, it doesn't cha

that I threw him in. His family was looking all over

use

r people will never come

no idea where Carl was, even though I w

dn't want to spend my whole life getting puni

a week but I could tell he was a nice guy. We

would have never done that. All of this starte

rson when I say this, but honestly, I don't hat

I love. If I have to kill, I want to do it on my own terms and conditions. If I have

something sad. But in the real world, if I get caught, it mi

nderstand me. I know he doesn't wants to

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mind along with an image of someone being d

on the floor wearing my blue and white tie and dye yoga pants. Scrunching my

dy for school. And even though holidays are going on, I still conti

was finding it very hard to concentrate. I had tried

und. I knew something was there. Not i

s going to be

nce. But what was it? N

alk to mom?

talk to her when she gets back from

that what the hell is this

I told you that I am a witc

y would y

s aren'

ed percent real and I am the live exam

. I am sure that they have their doubts about me. Like how do I happen to know what they're think

rituals. But when has being good at witchcraft ever benefited a woman. Hence, when they

other always tells me. And being

lking to an invisible person and that's when she r

t realised that I cou

y, even my mother couldn't tell which power I was going to develop first, so she just asked m

into their eyes and their eyes would tell me what was on their mind. It wasn't like as if I would look a

ther person is thinkin

d to gain other

eing a witch. Now I often use my powers to freak people out, but not

k new powers, but having some supernatural powers has made me

that feeling