So my sister Brandy got together with our childhood best friend Chantale and my most loyal blog follower Paulina last weekend (Boo to work, because I couldn’t join L ).
Chantale reminded my sister about a most hilarious childhood memory, which I will now recount to you all.
When we were eleven and the movie The Craft came out, we became obsessed with witchcraft. We started our own ‘coven’. It was called The Hallow Hunters. Each of us represented a corner of the circle—North, South, East, and West. I took out books from the library on witchcraft. We ‘levitated’ each other in my bedroom. There were shouts of ‘I think I saw her move!!!’
Chantale pointed out that it was hilarious that I went and wrote a book about witches, since I’ve always been interested in them—extra hilarious/weird/mind-blowing because I completely forgot that I was ever so interested in them!
This memory is the best thing ever. It somehow makes me love The Witch Hunter's Bible even more. (If you haven't already added it to your Goodreads to-read list, you should do that now! Pwetty pwease?)
So there you have it, people. I bet you all can sleep sounder knowing this about me. *off to rent The Craft*