Angie couldn’t stop thinking about the witch.
Okay, she wasn’t really a witch… was she? But Angie just couldn’t figure out why that strange woman had such a hold on her imagination. Angie tried to forget about that strange gray eyes by dedicating herself to her work, but she couldn’t help but feel like that woman was always watching her. Whenever she paused in her work to snack on some extra donuts, she felt like the witch was there, watching her, judging her. That was so weird!
That didn’t stop her from eating, though. Angie was still determined to stay on her gaining path, so she still tried to get
i have realized that my story was weird and messed up so deleted my old stories and from now on i want to here you guys opinions and see what have done wrong and i will fix the story plus i will be doing wg stories and non wg stories also i want some ideas from you guys as well