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[Christina "Chrissy" Praline]

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[/b] She sniffled and headed out towards the entrance, running straight into her aunt. Oh darling I'm sorry... Chrissy's aunt embraced her tightly and turned her away from the airport. But you know what it's ok, you're parents just don't understand.. Chrissy looked up at her flaming red haired aunt and id her best not to let her voice crack. "How would you know?" She felt betrayed and knew her aunt would never be able to understand her new world... if she was going to be able to have her new world. Of course I understand, you are a witch!

Chrissy froze mid-step. "How do you know... and why don't you hate me too?" The girl inquired, eyes narrowing. Her aunt sighed and turned back to look at her niece. Because I married a wizard. Chrissy felt like she had been socked in the gut. Uncle Charles was a... WIZARD! Yep Charles was a wizard, but as you know he died a few years ago, so he can't help you much with your schooling, but I think I might be able too.... Chrissy grabbed her aunt and hugged her. Hope roared through her soul. She could still be a witch! She could still learn to fly on a broom! She could still wave a want and say magical words and do magical things. Tears finally overflowed from her eyes and she sobbed into her aunt's blouse. Come child... Let's get you home.... [/QUOTE]
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