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I love that age when little girls get really  weird and mystical and savage

Like nine through eleven years old, those are some weird years for us

When I was 9-10 I read The Egypt Game and The Headless Cupid, taught myself hieroglyphics, and decided to practice witchcraft

The past three years, my son has come home telling me about the girls he knows, who are: 1. possessed by a demon controlled by a button at the back of her neck, 2. haunted by a dead aunt, and 3. converse regularly with the dead.

I used to talk to bees by running in circles of their dance patterns

this is my new favourite post omg ♡♡♡

girlhood in it’s natural unbridled state is magical

never forget the mysticism of girlhood

When I was that age, I started hiding part of my supper so later that night I could put food on the wood pile for the monsters. I was worried they were hungry.

When I was that age, my friends and I would talk to ghosts at recess and pick herbs and do spells in each other’s backyards.