He turned away from Margarie and went out the front door. He went around the bend and to his house. The Murdsleys were still waiting on his porch he pushed past them and opened the door. He went inside and locked the door. He plugged his ears to avoid hearing the boys sneers and went to his room. There he got under the blankets and decided he would have their emergency number, 119 on speed dial. Just in case. Then he lay, still under his sheets and cried himself to sleep. His dreams were weird. He dreamt about Margie going into the cave and coming out a Witch. He dreamt that Margie came out all mutated and gross. Finally, he dreamt about her coming out and then she wasent friends with him any more. She was in the Mudsley group now. Nevermind those were not dreams. They were nightmares.
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Please Don't Forget
RomanceHis best friend got hit with a spell and is now slowly forgetting. Then dying. How can he bring her back?
