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Authors: Talia Aikens-Nuñez
Tags: Magic, witch, kids, girl, friends, dog, fun, spell
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I’m starting to feel dizzy. Oh no. What if this doesn’t work? Then Grace and Eve will get in trouble, too, for helping me. Then, I will be a bad friend, the worst daughter, and absolutely the most horrible sister in the entire world. April exhaled.
    â€œJust breathe,” Eve said, trying to give April a smile.
    â€œApril?” Grace asked. “You have to close the closet door.”
    â€œI know but, but, what if . . .”
    â€œApril, it will work because, as my grand-mère said, ‘Some people have gifts. ’ ”
    April took a breath. She looked at Eve. “You think I really have a gift? Do you really think I am a witch? You don’t think that door thing was some weird, uh . . .”
    â€œI know you have a gift,” Eve said, smiling.
    â€œRemember the floating dog thing, too?” Grace asked.
    April smiled at her friends, but still felt jittery inside.
    She wiped her sweaty palm on her pants. Smiling at Austin, she closed the closet door.
    I promise if he is turned back, then I will not do anything like this to him again. I know I will want to, but he doesn’t deserve this. Yeah, he may bother me, but, but he also protects me.
    April closed her eyes.
    She said, “ Heaven above, please help with the recent past,
    To undo the spell that I just cast.
    Please take this request as formal,
    And turn my brother back to normal. ”
    And then she slowly opened the door.

twenty-six

    When April looked into the closet, she saw her angry, red-faced brother. His arms were tightly crossed. His dark brown hair was standing straight up on his head.
    April gasped and put her hand over her mouth. Uh oh. Maybe the run into the door caused some damage. He looked like he had been struck by lightning and had a massive sunburn.
    She dropped her hands and jumped on him. She hugged him so tightly.
    He pushed her off. “I cannot believe you did that to me!” he yelled.
    â€œAustin, I’m sorry,” April pleaded.
    â€œI don’t want to hear it!” he said. Their mom always said that when they were in trouble. “I’m not going to tell Mom and Dad, but you are going to do all of my chores for the next month.” He walked to her door.
    â€œWait, Austin!” she grabbed his arm.
    â€œWhat!”
    April slowly raised her eyes from the ground. “I guess I’m the ‘Prankster of the Year’ now.” She lifted one corner of her mouth, giving Austin a half grin.
    Austin’s face was beet red. He narrowed his eyes and tightened his lips. “Now it’s two months of chores.” He forcefully turned the knob.
    â€œWait! Wait!” April said jumping up and down.
    â€œWhat!” he said, his teeth clenched together.
    â€œYou have to sneak out, and then come in through the front door. Mom and Dad think you’re at Michael’s.”
    Austin glared at her, not even noticing the other girls. His tightly squeezed lips relaxed. “Fine. But, I don’t have my book bag or overnight stuff.”
    â€œJust say you left everything at Michael’s. I left my stuff there, too. Just say you’ll pick it up later, you’re tired, and you forgot.”
    â€œFine. Go downstairs and watch out for me. I’ll sneak out the door. Then, I’ll come back in and slam it,” he said. “And you can’t let Mom and Dad know that you’re doing my chores, either.” He pointed his finger in her face.
    That used to get April really angry. But, she quietly looked down at her feet. “OK. I promise.”
    â€œHi, Austin. Nice to see you back with us,” Grace said, giving an awkward smile.
    Austin glanced at her and rolled his eyes.
    â€œAustin? Be nice,” April said. “They helped get you back to normal.”
    He glared at her again. She looked down at the rug and left her bedroom.
    She loudly stomped down the stairs. Her parents were in the kitchen.

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