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As her eyes neared my exposed neck showing off my moon like birthmark, I felt my heart race in a mix of fear and anticipation as the train speakers called out the next stop. ‘Ashefault’. Our stop. I’d always hated feeling like this. But it was nothing I could help, a weakness I couldn’t shake. Then it was over, I timed this one and it had taken less then a minute. The woman studied me as the stop got called over the speaker, fixing her already perfect gloves. With her pretty face and blonde pale hair, she looked more like an angel than a witch.

I felt like on this train ride I had almost lost track of the world.