After learning about what was happening while I was unconscious, I was even more scared. I just couldn’t take my mind off what happened anymore. I mean… it’s hard to accept and comprehend. I was cautious for the next few days. I didn’t know why, but I felt hesitant to do things.
I bit my lip as I sighed and leaned on the back of my chair. It was a sunny morning and here I am at my table, reading books about witches. I just needed to know more. I wanted to know more about them. If they are part of our enemy, then, I need to be oriented on how they work and how they do things to gain leverage from them, even though I know for myself that it would be hard for us to defend them because they have magic and spells. They could just tweak us using their minds. We may have the physical strength, b
