Hocus Pocus
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Last published Fri, Jul 8, 2016
ho·cus-po·cus
/,hōkəsˈpōkəs/
noun
•a form of words often used by a person performing magic tricks.
My name is Hanna Riley and my family has held a secret greater than you can ever think. For centuries my family have come from a line of witches on my mothers side of the family, and I just happen to catch the "Mean-Gene" as we like to call it. I'm still learning how to use my powers and sometime things don't go as planned.
This is my story of how I accidentally made my whole family shape shift into the guys of my dreams.
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