one time as a kid I forcefully shoved two magnets together, and these were the strong magnets my dad used in his shop to pick-up missing little metal bits, and I held them really tightly in the palm of my hand, went up to this one kid who legit said things like “I think black cats are bad, they should be drowned” and drew crosses on the notebooks of kids if she found out they didn’t go to church, I told her “Hey. I’m a witch. If you don’t stop trying to hurt animals and picking on kids, I’ll use my magic to throw you into the sky”, and when she dared to doubt my powers I told her that I had two “rocks” in my hand that I could send across the playground, then I opened my hand the the magnets shot off in two different directions (we were over in a spot that was empty, so no other kids were around, nobody got hurt), one of them stuck to a drainpipe and the other stuck to a fence. This kid SCREAMED, and ran to the office, and I guess had her mom pick her up from school, and then she wasn’t there for a couple of days, finally her mom called my house and claimed I had “traumatized her daughter by performing a terrifying magic trick”, and when my parents asked what I did I just said “I showed her a magnet and she flipped out. She’s not gonna be happy when she finds out about gravity, either”. eventually this kid came back to school and always made a point to come up to me and say “Hey, my mom told me not to talk to you!”, and would just be like “Good job, you already screwed that up”
gosh i sure hope i don’t come across an ARCHWAY leading me to an MAGICAL GARDEN! i REALLY hope that i don’t find it surrounds an inviting COTTAGE with STEW over a WARM FIRE! and i ESPECIALLY hope there’s no WIFE waiting for me there! and i ABSOLUTELY HO—
well i’m officially DONE with dating! everyone keeps insisting we meet up at my place so they don’t have to invite me in and that we only go out in broad daylight and putting far too much salt and garlic in my food when they cook for me. as if killing me is going to be that easy.
yeah seeing your favorite band live in concert is pretty great but have you ever been at sea with the boys on a dark and stormy night when old one-eyed willie suddenly strikes up a sea shanty and the whole crew gradually joins in until your voices sound together in rough harmony across the lonely ocean?
i think the ghost of the cantankerous old 17th century sailor i used to be in a past life just possessed me to make this post
If she didn’t deceive them, they would have loved for Fester to marry her homicidal ass. She would have totally helped Mortician join the rest of the witches on their hellish crusade