Here is the first paragraph of another story... dedicated to my aunty's friend, who, I must admitt, is rather clumsy!

“Ummm…. Hubble bubble, boil and froth… fill this cauldron up with broth!” A sticky purple goo exploded from the cauldron. “Great!” Elle muttered to herself, whipping goo off her cheek. “Perfect!” Suddenly her mother came into the kitchen, her smile fading when she saw the mess everywhere. “ELLE!” She cried, “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?” Elle shrugged, knowing it was pointless telling her mother there had been ANOTHER spell gone wrong. “Go and change!” Her mother told her, sternly. Elle nodded and went out. When she reached the staircase, she sighed- going up and down four flights of stairs every other hour wasn’t easy! You’re probably thinking, why doesn’t she just use a spell to go up? But after five accidents within two hours, Elle couldn’t risk another disaster! (As you can guess by now, Elle is a very clumsy witch!)