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Looking back, I guess my story was like any other cliché story. A teenager with a twin who falls for the school's bad boy, who's actually a big softie but don't tell him I told you that. The only difference is I'm a witch. No, not the green-faced witches who have boils all over the face and lives in a cottage in the middle of the forest with a cat. In fact, I would like to say I'm somewhat good-looking. Well, ok, I'm average. But my fake self-confidence makes up for it.

Back to the point, I'm a witch with powers that could destroy everyone around me, or so I thought. I never really stopped to consider what it could do to me.

This is the story of me, Iris Evans.