Chapter 8.

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I can't believe it's nearly my birthday!! In approximately one week and two days at 2 pm, I'll be turning 14. So many people are asking me what I want and I genuinely don't know, maybe some crystals and a salt lamp? ThenI reminds me that people have already confirmed that they will get me those gifts.so I just say candles, money or 'Lush'.

I have finished 'The Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina' and I loved it. And I wasn't expecting all the twists and turn especially the ending, the ending left me gobsmacked. The character Sabrina reminds me a lot of myself, the family line of witches, in a mundane world, very few people know that I'm a witch. The main difference is I'm not "bad" I don't follow the "path of night", I am what people call 'soft' I am nowhere near as badass as Sabrina.

All this of this thinking about witchcraft reminded me that I haven't written in my Book Of Shadows in a while. I pull out my handmade book with leather bound cover with a pentagram in the middle and on the back a mandala. I undo the string wrapped around the book and open it up. The first thing I see is sigils on the first page protecting it from any wandering eyes. As I flick through the pages I see my goals, information about the elements, 'what type of a witch I am', superstitions, enneagram, information on sigils and familiars and a colourful wheel of sabbats. I realise somehow I have completely missed lunar cycles.

After seeing my 'what type of a witch I am' page I read it and how it says that I'm apart of a witch line on my dad's side of the family. It reminds me of Nana Rosa. I've been thinking about her a bit recently, I wonder how often she visits me. I wonder how often she visits Poppa or Nana or even Dad. I look over to my computer my dad bought me after a fight I had last year with someone that used to be close and not letting me use theirs.

I open my MacBook and see the notification I got from an internet friend she is also a witch and she is helping me. She is trying to teach me some stuff but we are also friends, she lives in America. She had responded to my question from a while ago, 'is your beautiful cat your familiar?' She responded saying 'I don't think he is my familiar but he is my best friend, he likes hanging around when I do tarot card reading but nothing much and thank you so saying he's beautiful, I think so too!' I smile and think about how much I want a familiar, I wonder what mine would be, a familiar does n't necessarily have to be in the form of an animal it can be any nature spirit.

I apologise to her at how long it took me to respond and I ask her how her day was. I know she is asleep know because of the time zones. when she wakes up I'll be asleep then around 1 pm Australian time, she will go to sleep. I have a look at her blog and all the things she's reposted and like most of them. I come against a post on things to write in your BOS (book of shadows) or Grimoire. It says dream log, tarot card log, natal chart, Gods and Goddesses you worship, palmistry, activities for each sabbat, plus many other things. I like the post and check a mental log of them.

I get out of her blog and search up lunar cycles the whole reason I'm even on Tumblr. A post states all the esbats Of 2018 and another says the meanings of the moon cycle. I copy them down in my book and I place two flower petals on the page when I'm finished it's my trademark. My whole book, well at least how far I've written is graced with petals or little flowers. I re-read through the pages and realise it more of a book of shadows rather than a grimoire. The difference between the two is a grimoire is more about actual spells and rituals when a BOS is more about a witches progress.

Each flower and petal I got is from the park down the street. The park is absolutely beautiful with decorative and organised flowerbeds as well as two rose gardens. Not only does it have amazing gardens and massive grass fields but it has massive fog trees full of wisdom and an abandoned greenhouse. I sit there for hours laying by the flowerbed, looking up at the clouds with a good book. I dream about it regularly just ask Taylor I've spoken to her about the park multiple time, I've even gotten testy eyed from how beautiful the piece of land is.

I snap out of my thought when I get a Snapchat from Annabelle, she is the second person I have told that I'm a witch in a fortnight. The first one of the fortnight was India, at Taylor's party. She actually brang it up without knowing it, she called me a witch before she even knew. That's when I pulled her aside from everybody around us to tell her that in fact, she's right. I would tell them but as I was scared with Taylor, I'm scared how they will react and we don't have as good of a connection like we used to. We are still all very close friends and talk often but I'm not gonna lie my relationship with them has weakened since my move.

After finishing reading the last page I wrote I open the snap.

'Ariel, something is in my room! And she's scaring me!'

{A/N}

Sorry guys it's a slightly shorter chapter. I wanted to leave it on this ending to start off the next couple of chapters. I myself was writing in my Book Of Shadows today so I thought I'd write about it. I've come to the decision that I'll end the book around chapter 14. As I said previously in another author note it is all based on REAL events, so I have to wait for some things to happen to write them in maybe a sequel. I will probably start of the first couple of chapter since they will be in the present while all this book is in the past. Also little does Ariel know ........ 

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