Old HagInspired by Old Hag by veprikovMore Like This
Another day gone. There were only three customers to stop by her shop today. First was a flustered middle-aged woman, plump, with frazzled hair and too much makeup, asking frantically for another wrinkle removing potion, after insisting that the previous one she had gotten from a new young witch down on Porter's Street hadn't worked.
She liked that girl. Such promise and energy for one so young. Yes, that one deserved a bright future.
The next was a young man, wearing a disheveled sweater hanging off of one shoulder, wrinkled pants and tennis shoes. He insisted on a love potion, that she (a girl he mentioned but had not named) was clearly meant to be with him, she just didn't know it, and needed a little push.
I bet she's a nice girl, poor thing.
When she refused to make him the potion he starting shouting and waving his arms angrily, nearly knocking over poor Vervain, and breaking several of her poti
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14 May 2013
This was the day when my best friend should leave us.
In the journal before I told you that my beloved cat is very ill, also she was just too old.
Yesterday we decided to release her.
It was a horrible way to go for us all, especially for me and my grandmother.
Half past 4 we went to the vet, told him that she felt miserable and it would be the best for her to leave the world with a peaceful sleep.
He had brought us in a seperate room where we could be with her for the next 10 to 15 minutes. He gave her the anesthetic injection which lets her sleep very soon. I am so glad that I was able to hold her in my arms all the time.
I was the first person of my family who had touched her, loved her and who she had seen. So I just wanted to be also the last one who she will see.
When I was about 3 or 4 years old, therefore a child, my kindergarden group found a small kitten in the area around the kindergarden house.
She was way to