Witches Academy
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This is a story about four special girls. They are witches. That's right, real live, flying on a broomstick, spell casting witches. But, they're not the ugly green people who eat kids. But before I tell you that, let me tell you about the beginning of their world...
Long ago, in a land populated by every monster, animal, and human, was a war of the world. It appeared to the monsters that the humans couldn't understand why the monsters didn't look or act like them. So, four magical witches known as the creator witches, cast a spell to create a new world just for monsters like them. From that day on, the witches were good friends. As time passed, monsters further civilized. A school was made just for witches (Witches Academy), and that's where our story begins.
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