Dead and Alone

Dead and Alone

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Paranormal
"Isabelle Gale, what is your story?" "Well, when I was 17 I was accused of being a witch." "You mean the things that fly around on broomsticks on Halloween?" "That's what your people of your time make them out to be but in my time they were way worse." " What is a witch of your time?" "Someone who uses black magic to do dark deeds. Mostly summoning demons and hurting young children." "And why would they accuse you of such a thing?" "Well it all started because I wouldn't sing in church..."
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