Chapter Fourteen

Seeing and communicating with the dead, the one thing I easily got use to. It felt like my normal; my awkward normal. For the rest of the month, I kept to myself, stayed locked up in my room reading my book and digesting each spell. I meditated on it until I knew half of the book like that back of my palm. I was too afraid to go outside, not just because I was afraid of how the students would see me, but because I had also been busy helping the ghosts that was in my room. I learnt how to perform rituals, learnt how to use my telekinesis and also found out that aside my powers as a shadow witch, I had some other witch powers from my grandmother. So I also worked on it. The secret to most of my dark spell was my blood, hair or tears. It was nice.