Katy’s dream blog sparked memories that I had of dreams as a kid. In our kitchen was a broom closet. During the day it held brooms and mops and cleaning stuff. But I knew that at night it was just a parking garage for witches. In my dreams witches walked to the broom closet, selected their craft and flew around my house. Whirling, whirling in a circular formation. I was scared of that broom closet.
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