Mystique felt herself return to her body. She breathed a breath of fresh air into her lungs. She looked up to her. "Thank you..." she said, then smiled. She saw her broom was still broken so she chanted a spell to summon a new one. She hopped on, then turne around. "Bye bye!" she giggled out. "I hope to see you again!" she turned back around and sped off back towards her pumpkin house. She opned the door to her house and walked to her room. She put on her pajamas and flopped onto bed. The day had been tiring, and she still hadn't made up for the sleep she didn't get, so she slept like a log. She dreamed. It was a good dream, she was with her mama, she was reading her a book. She remembered that was the day she was taught the art of withcraftery. She smiled in her sleep.