“Mommy? Daddy? We have something to tell you… you know those new girls we’ve been hanging out with at school? Yes, the one’s who smoke cigarettes and dance in the street.  Well…they have more to them than it seems.  And now…our dear sweet family, we have news… I’m a Teen Witch ”

Come the Bewitching hour, our style sensory will ignite and burst into the brightest of nights light, for playing with fashion will be our demonic delight! We’ll be in leather or lace, flipping a bird or two.  Dabbling in medieval monk magic, with our new gothic hair-do.  Tonight, the sands of the coast will be our runway.

We are celebrating the defiance of the Teen Witch. We hear a rebel yell in the witchlight, and trust these mother’s of nature to lead us to new extremes and tend to every curiosity.  Mother nature will guide them as they harness each new trait.  Faithfully we will follow, wiser than most, these witches are onto something.

“The blackest chapter in the history of Witchcraft lies not in the malevolence of Witches but in the deliberate, gloating cruelty of their prosecutors.”
-Theda Kenyon, Witches Still Live.

Witch! Witch! WITCH! More than just black nails with some dark eye liner.  Thank our God the tact of burning these on-land sirens has come to a near end.  Now we Covet the beauty exuded by these young go getters who will never show fear when it comes to tampering with their own devilish side.

Far more beautiful to behold than can be told, we engage in the danger of dabbling in the dark arts.  Triumphant we will remain, rising above all in our victory.  For these young beauties may deceive with little intent, what we see is never quite what we get.  So be sparing with all your judgements.  Please, or it may be you who get’s hung!

Until next time,

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