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Kelly brought her friend Cheryl up to the attic. She wanted to look through great aunt Alfreda's belongings. Her grandad used to call aunt Alfreda a witch. There's no such thing as witches of course, but she did own a bunch of cool stuff. Especially the dusty old book, the one with the vague scribbles. Browsing the pages she found a sentence she could pronounce. Turns out grandad was right after all... 

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