To everyone who is still reading this story, thank you. I'm sorry about all the bad punctuation and spelling errors, I'm hoping to get better as a continue to write.
(no ones point of view)
Chris new he couldn't stick around the manor much longer.
He wasn't even sure if the potion had worn of yet, and he really didn't want to risk it. Even so he was very confused why the sisters had even used that potion, it was for family! Why would they even try it? Unless Phoebe was on to him all along. Or they changed a ingredient, he made a metal note to ask later.
Chris sighed he was begging to feel really sick.
Chris had orbed back into P3, he was looking at his birth charts.
'This really isn't good' he thought.
He was meant to be born in three weeks, he could already see memories blurring only slightly, but enough to make him tired.
Chris sat down at his desk and looked over all his reading material, he opened a rather battered book.
It looked like any normal book, apart from when he opened it a photo fell out.
Chris quickly picked it up of the desk and smiled slightly, it didn't reach his eyes but it was there.
Chris slowly felt his eye-lids drop and let the tiredness take over.
Unknown to him he hadn't noticed a shadow in his room that really shouldn't of been there.
This was very short. I do have an idea, but I'm not sure yet. I'm a bit stuck on what to write next. So if you could help me that would be lovely. However I'm going to continue to write today but this is all your getting right now, because as I said im not sure what's going to happen! Thank you all, and I would love it if you were to review. Oh, and sorry for bad punctuation. X
~BeckyBubble~