Reading from the book of spells
Every single time the same thing happens. I bet that’s why my aunt asked me never to read from her book of spells. Not too long ago, I used to be a man. A normal man. One day, I went to visit my aunt Martha. She wasn’t home, so I waited for her. I was quite bored, so against her warnings, I secretly read from her book of spells. I thought it was funny she believed in magic.