Mary always seemed off, like her world just wasn't right, although being a witch, she didn't have her powers, so she was always up late practising her magic, but it was no use. Her pet, shadow, who was a smallish sized bat, would always come and comfort her when she was struggling. Her family always mocked her for it and made her feel worse. She always thought that when she gets her powers, she would show them who's boss and take over the land to show how good she was but yet that was just imaginary. All she was doing was standing at her cauldron knowing that none of this would come true and she should just give up.