The Spirit Named Rowan

"Go away. Go away. Go away." I murmur to myself. I open my eyes and look at the ghost in the corner on my bathroom. "Please go away." I shut my eyes again.
The knock on the door causes me to jump a little. I see the ghost still in the corner.

"Yes?" I ask trying not to focus on the shadow.

"Sweetie you have some letter. It's pretty big." My mother says on the other side of the door.

I run to the door, the cold tiles making me trip a little. I open the door to see my mother with a fairly large envelop in her hands. Sweet Jesus it finally came.

"Thanks mom." I say and just take the envelope and walk to my room. I don't want that ghost giving me a negative vibe as I read my acceptance letter.
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Persephone is headed off to college at the esteem Salem University for Wiccan, and right away she's drafted into the oldest coven to prove her powers as a witch. Over the next year she will have to raise her own Spirit; only her Spirit is already mature.