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FEELING USELESS AS A WITCH II: THE MAGIC ORB

Useless.

Worthless.

Fake.

Esther almost slapped her head to stop it from accusing her.

Ever since her war of words with her own version of bully when they had been staying in the witches' community, few years before her Aunt had decided that they should relocate, she had been dealing with a low self esteem.

Some kids who had thought that she was nothing because of her timid nature then had trampled on her in every way possible. And when she had moved with her Aunt here, she had vowed that she wouldn't be the same.

She had read more spells, had accumulated more knowledge, had dyed her hair to look like a badass, had formed her own clique, and had also successfully built her own feared reputation.

But it all came crashing down, as she stared at the library.

She couldn't do anything. She was useless. She could feel herself tearing up, as she bent her head down. Not that she cared a tooth about the alpha boy, but she cared a lot about her reputation. She had spent a lot building it. But
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Jennifer rossell
well I hope he isn't dead but I'm glad they found him
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