(Yamilet)
I have been in Louisiana for a month now, and it hasn’t been easy to find a real witch. Most of them are these want to be witches, but don’t know anything. I have been to different places, even to the Bayou, but the only thing I found was a pack. I could smell they were werewolves, but I think I still smell human to them because they kindly showed me back to town. I sighed as I sat on the bench in front of the French Quarters and drank from the bottle of water. I look around as I fan myself with my hand. Out of nowhere, I started feeling hot. It was a beautiful day and for this time of year it is called for cool weather, which is why I’m wearing a red hoodie, so why am I feeling so hot? I see a couple of males pass and sniff the air before their heads snap towards me. I can see
