Chapter Thirty-Six

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Dear Diary,

It's been almost a month since I wrote, and it's been a little crazy for me. I'm still wearing purple to heighten my psychic senses even more than what there are, and I'm still not fond of the color. And while I do this, I'm learning how to psychically read people through social media whenever I make a connection with someone. It hasn't been the greatest of experience so far, but I know everything happens for a reason, and from what I've learned it's part of the art of witchcraft. You can also say, it's a way to heighten my senses.

As for Kyle, I still speculate that he's hiding something. I'm starting to believe that he's a witch or maybe even a psychic because whenever I sense that he's up to something, it gives me a headache. And the worst part is, is when I ask him about something that I already know, he lies right to my face, and I just smile right back and say okay. What else am I supposed to do? He knows that I know that he's up to something because I'm working with Laura and Victoria on the old school arts.

While all this is going on, I watch Amelia and Ivory still question my abilities about being a psychic witch. Yet, they're interested in what I'm doing or what's going on with my life, but when I speak about any type of witchcraft with them, they just smile, and say it's just a coincidence. New flash for them! Not everything is a coincidence. Everything happens for a reason because you see we are different than everyone else. We can see what other people can't see, and we can see the connection. It's almost like a ding or a tap on something, and then the vibrations then hit something else. It reminds me of a domino effect if you must know.

And as for the dreams that I write about, they are still wild. Almost life like. And it makes me believe that the dreams also have some sort of connection to where it moves the energy throughout my body. Making me even more of a psychic witch than what I already am. I also constantly dreaming of Geo, and I question if he's making me dream. Afterall, that is part of witchcraft, isn't it? And while he's in my dreams, I also dream of many wild things, such as gargoyles and dragons. It's almost like my brain is turning into a witch, while I go about my day. And it's been doing this for a long time even before I started writing and wearing purple.

I also ran into Geo at the witch's festival a few weeks back, and we talked for a while alone. He decided to show me a side of him that never existed. A side to where he shifted into a jackal. It's the same exact jackal at work to be exact. And while he did this, I didn't know what to say. What could I say, I was speechless. But as time goes on, him and I have hung out, and I haven't brought that up since. He's also showing me things that make a psychic connection, and I sometimes question, what is his motive? I guess time will tell, won't it.

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Thanks For Reading!
Jamie Sweet

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