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Ian
After Ms Wilson sent us to bed, I stayed awake for 2 hours. I was tinkering with the spell book. I know Sia and Terry said not to overdo the magic, especially since we don't know exactly how it works, but a memory spell once in a while wouldn't hurt right?
Let me explain to 당신 what a spell is, because whatever you're thinking it isn't it. A spell is sort-of like a spirit. They just float around everywhere but they need a host object to work. Most spells work with this staff I have. It's a metre long, made out of oak and has a bronze eagle at the 상단, 맨 위로 and a bronze 캡, 모자 at the bottom, which hurts when 당신 get poked with it (thank 당신 Sia).
Protection spells work from charms, which Sia and I carry 24/7. Anyways, every person has a different word, when 당신 say it and think hard about your spell, the spirit will go in your staff/charm/whatever and 당신 can use it.
I felt the familiar tug at the pit of my stomach, meaning the memory spell had wanderred in my crystal ball. I ripped the chain off my neck.
"Obey me." I statted. The ball glowed gold. The black smoke inside of it reformed into a woman wearing a velvety dress, rings of hair falling on her shoulders.
"You again, I suppose. Shame, I enjoy the memories of the wolf, even the musician-girl."
"Shut up and show me the death of my parents."
The woman sighed.
"Again? Ugg, when will 당신 give up on that?"
"Never! Tantegroa!" The woman smiled wickedly and she fadded to smoke. The spell was activated. At that point I 로스트 councious.

I was in a room with light green walls and safari animal stickers, obviously a nursery. A woman with a cascade of golden brown hair was bent above the crib. Her eyes were kind and the color of of chocolate. She was wearing sweatpants and an Ottawa Senators t-shirt.
"Where is Ian? There he is!" She said pulling a blanket off and on the face of a chubby, giggling baby.
My stomach felt weird, this time it was actually working! I was looking at my mom, and at baby-me.
A man with skin the color of coffee and dreadlocks came in the room. He was, like the woman, in his early 30. His eyes were the color of mudd and seemed full of life, the kind of guy who said a joke and 당신 laughed even f it wasn't funny. The woman gasped.
"Who's that Ian? Is it daddy?" She asked. Baby-me farted and giggled.
"God, 당신 are cute." She said picking up the baby.
"Yes he is." My dad said, 키싱 mom on the 상단, 맨 위로 of her head. She smiled and rocked her baby back and forth. The man went to open the window and mom laid me back in the crib.
"Sweet dreams Ian." She said. Then dad gasped and swore. Mom turned around frowning but he was already in front of her, his arms spread, protecting her and the crib. From a werewolf...

He was the size of a 미니 밴, 미니밴 and pure white. His eyes sparkled like two emeralds and he was not happy. I looked outside and saw a full moon.

Mom gasped and picked me up from my crib, covering me. The 늑대 howled.
"Tessa, run!" He yelled. Mom backed up, keeping her eyes on the 늑대 and rumaged for the doorknob. The 늑대 laughed.
"I took the liberty of locking your door with a very easy spell. 당신 needn't worry about yourselves. I just want the boy."
"No!" Dad said.
"You asked for it." He pounced and nailed my dad to the floor.
"Amos!" The woman yelled.
I put my hands to my eyes, not wanting to see it.
At that moment I regained councious.
"I changed my mind,that was exciting." The smoky woman said.
"Go away."
"No, you're sure 당신 don't want to see more?"
"Go away!" I yelled again. I threw the chain to the ground, nearly breaking the ball and the spell spirit left.
I paced back and forth. Irritated, horrified, nervous, scared, disgusted. I sat on my 침대 and punched my 베개 a few times, swearing, which wasn't like me.
Because I recognised that wolf.
Sirius. 또는 as we called him, Old Romulus.