I recall the moment when my older brother was in the attic playing on the Ouija board with his friends. And BAM there was an explosion.
Needless to say my mother, and all of us in the home, were frightened.
How did they get those magic powers to cause that?! Or were they just playing a joke on my mom? The latter is the far more likely, knowing my clown of a brother.
Bad joke, dear brother.
I didn’t really understand what was so strange about asking ourselves how to get magic powers as a form of play. Something felt off, but I didn’t know why… And now, it all makes sense to me.
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