THE HISTORY book was calling me like it was a chanting spell. I never really met a witch once in my life. From what I knew, people said that witchcraft had not really been deemed safe anymore. No one ever really crossed them these days, but I knew a concept of magic and dark stuff that should never be played with. Hearing the chanting from the book for me to just open it, I was starting to get paranoid that maybe I was messing with the wrong book.
There was nothing on it though. It was just a regular book that was too thick to be read in a day, and too long to be hidden. I was just fighting an invisible battle inside my head about whether I should be reading it or not.
What would I find anyway?
What would I not find?
I bit my lower lip, checking my kids if they were still sleeping. Zeu
