MAGIC! [REWRITING] [READ DESC]

A Cold Night

    Beatrix had made the inside of her bag big so that she could fit things inside. The bag was heavy so she enchanted the bags to be light. Beatrix left her house in the middle of the night.

    Beatrix was shivering as the night was cold. Beatrix didn't risk going back into the house to change into warmer clothes as the door creaks and can make her fellow neighbors wake up. Beatrix walked a long way, taking many breaks. She wished she had learned more magic, Beatrix would probably be at the witch-prison in a few seconds. 

     When the sun had risen, Beatrix had reached the witch-prison. First, Beatrix had to enter the prison without being seen. Beatrix's magic wasn't strong enough and Beatrix didn't pay attention to her mother while her mother was teaching her magic.

    Every time Beatrix thought of a plan, it seemed as if it would not work. But a few minutes later, a shadow of a figure appeared beside Beatrix.