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"It is important to remember that we all have Magic inside us." JK Rowling

Reach inside to find the magic... Students often surprise themselves; when they let their imagination run free, they are amazed to discover they too have the magic!

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    The stars are beaming down on my face. Lying on the soft sweet grass, I’m remembering, remembering to forget. I have done my time, and now I am free. Jail is horrible and it will always be. I get up and stretch my legs; I know people have suffered, but not me.

    I run back to my seaside cottage as fast as I can. I can see it on a lush hill. Suddenly a light flickers. I look at my old house, puzzled.

    I see a faint shadow in the house; the chimney is bellowing smoke. I stop running. The thought of being homeless haunts me. I fall to my knees and close my eyes, whimpering.

    I wake up with tears streaming down my face. The night was cold. This is even worse than prison, I thought to myself. I looked around, starving. Food is scarce this time of year. Almost all animals are hibernating and crops have frozen solid. I have nothing to keep me warm but the cloud covered sun. I hear a drip drop, It begins to rain.

    I have no friends or family: they all died in the war. I’m the last one left. I’m the heir to the throne.

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    I’ve been here for days. At least I think I have, I don’t know anymore. All I know is that I have to leave before I die, and I don’t have much time.
    Let me take you back to where this all started. A few friends and I were fascinated with everything Victorian all throughout High School. We had been to every shop, historical town, and museum we could find within our reach, until we found a new place an old friend heard about. This was an old Victorian hat shop.
    Throughout the school term we all patiently waited for a chance to head up there. So obviously when one free weekend turned up, we all jumped at the chance to take a look at what we thought would be a wonderful place. When Saturday rolled around everybody hopped in my good friend Josh’s badly maintained Jeep. His twin brother Eli was manning the GPS and we three girls were sitting in the back, staring out the window and giggling with excitement.
    After hours of driving, we noticed there were fewer buildings, and each of them becoming increasingly dilapidated, more and more like a ghost town, as we sped towards our destination....

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    Fast, spotty, camouflaged too,
    Think of it as something that can outrun you,
    Vast hot and dry is its habitat, long grass
    In Africa too.

     

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    We were walking down an upturned mess of a street, glass bottles every inch. The town was pretty much abandoned, total population was 60. There were two schools, one was year 0-7 and the other 8-13.
    We continued to Jaxon’s house. “How was the Dean’s office at lunch,” I mumbled, “Just fine,” Jaxon moaned.
    Jaxon had dark curly hair, he was short for 13 years old, and his dark brown eyes and naughty-ness make us good friends. It started to rain, and when it rains here we mean hockey balls falling from the sky. If you had an umbrella you would get laughed at because it would get ripped. ”Lets go over to that house, it looks unoccupied,” said Jaxon. We looked down and ran into the house.
    We entered the house. With every step the floorboards creaked. Spiders would run to another hiding spot, there were so many spiders...

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