It was not fun, no one around. Maybe there were, I felt their eyes looking at me with disgust. My life was and always be a nightmare in school. I had long brunette hair, blue eyes, and clothes one teenage girl wears. I had no "witch-y" stuff in my face, only rumors about me being a grandaugther of a freaking witch. They said it skips one generation then applies to the next. My mom was normal, so they said I was the witch. I always look at the mirror if I had green skin, pointed nose and lumpy stuff in my face! So I just continued walking in the alley until I reached home. I was known by the name Holly Hurricane or Holly Witchita, But my true name was Valilah Holly Renee Robins. I lived in a big manor, lived by mostly my whole family. But now I'm actually.... alone, I did not get scared, but I started to be when Secret Passages while accidentally pushing, pulling, clicking levers, buttong and other "not too noticable" places. I read a book about Manors of Witches, it had almost 30000000 passages. Im just exaggerating, but I guessits true.
This sounds interesting️ Id like to see what happens next. My only suggestion would be maybe rereading what you write before posting so that there wouldn't be typos.