My life as a wiccan. a strange but true story. Iam thirteen. a confusing age... Oh, lets just skip the heartfelt emotions. I love being wiccan. its cool and fun. but theres a downside to being "different". Since some christians (its a great religion, so no offense.)doesnt seem to approve my religion. i know because i was born christian. and because my brothers a "jesus freak"(im not saying theres anything wrong with that). When i first came into my first day of a new school, someone came up to me to be my friend. I was so excited. Anyways, she told her mom and her mom told her she couldnt hang out with me because i might turn her evil. So i lost my first friend in no more than a week. Sad,huh? oh well... Oh and Victor Limanski...I hate you and stop trying to change my religion...I know where you live...JK!!! Crow out.
