Because ever since Lila got her enchanted, acceptance letter. Things had been rather interesting, in her life — or sometimes rather a little too much for her to quite handle.

Just when she knew she had magical abilities — she couldn't focus on her daily chores or cook the meals for her sisters properly, as she almost accidentally set things ablaze at first, as well as having certain things disappear and break things without even touching them.

A couple of times, she was almost caught by both Olga and her sisters when she used magic. Just like what happened now in the kitchen — but while fixing the beds, cleaning the dishes; sweeping and mopping the floors. But her powers weren't compilable at first, as she almost caught things on fire and almost flooded the entire house a couple of times with her accidental recklessness of her magic. But luckily, she was able to clear her tracks, as she cleaned up any sort of mess that she caused with her magic — before Olga and her sisters returned home from both work and school, or whenever they were just at home for the majority of the time. She had to make sure that she was entirely careful so that she wouldn't get caught using magic.

Her untamed magic became harder for her to control at first, but each passing day; she was able to withhold, and practice to keep her magic contained and under control — for now. She just couldn't wait to start school for the first time in six years, and was ecstatic to learn any type of magic as well as all sorts of spells. Maybe even learn how to keep her powers under control better, in case she doesn't set them off whenever she feels angry or any type of mood she was under.

Just thinking about the idea of finally going to school — she just couldn't help how exciting it would be to be a real magical witch, and to be attending a magical school, at that — which she still couldn't believe it, even after telling herself so many times, that all of this was real and that she was actually going. And was still in disbelief that her cherished enchanted acceptance letter can even turn into a talking paper bird — but also for the fact that there was even actually a school, a place for witches and wizards. And that she couldn't wait to finally go and start learning more about everything that there was about the magical school had to offer.

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Lila headed back upstairs to the bedroom, taking out her acceptance letter that she had hid inside her pillow. She had kept with her at all times, since the day she first received it. And kept looking at it every day, with full pure excitement in her eyes — imagining how her life would be once she was there at Oasel Academy — and how magical it would be.

She had written in a blank piece of parchment paper that she had stored in one of the drawers of her almost-broken down dresser by her bedside — alongside the stored parchment, she kept things like pencils, tape, almost-dried up pens; as well as two notebooks. Simple things for her to use to help her to study by herself, or sometimes with the help of her two sisters.

The twins would sometimes help her with studies and subjects — such as writing, math equations and such. Basic things that she hadn't learned in a while since she was pulled out of school when she was almost about the twins' age. And was very thankful that her sisters helped her with such things, while helping each other in bettering the twins' school work at the same time.

Once Lila had a working' pen and a blank parchment in hand; she signed her acceptance letter herself, though written in neat cursive — her writing looked as if it was written by a child, since it has been a while for her since she had written something. It took a while for her to come up with what to write, as this was honestly her first time writing to anyone. As she took her time of what she had to write, as well as to express her gratitude for being accepted to the magical school of Oasel Academy — after a few moments into writing; crumbling the ones that didn't look right to her and seeing if what she had written was fine, she finally came to one that might be passable for the school. And to make sure everything looked right, she held her letter close to her and read it out loud:

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"Dear, Mr. Deborah and Mrs. Fletcher. I am very pleased and thrilled to receive my acceptance letter. And I am happy to rite to you both that I am enterested of becomeing a student to Oasel Academy and I am very exited of learning of what the school and teachers will teach me to be a great witch.

P.S. I hope that you both don't mind if I send this letter with the 1 you bothe had send me. I only have the one you avalable, and it is the acceptance letter that I had received by the weesel that you had sent to delever. So I hope you understand my setuasion and hope that you both don't mind for some of the spelling errers, it has been a while since I used some words that I hadn;t used to write befor.

P.P.S. How do I delever my ritten letters, and what is an Oasel???"

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Once she was finished reading it out loud. She was a bit pleased with how the letter turned out, but was a bit skeptical about some of the words that she had chosen and written, such as the words 'deliver' and 'write' or 'excited' — feeling that she might have also misspelled a few on her letter. Though, she thought it was better than the other letters that she crumbled up and had tossed away.

Afterwards; she immediately folded her written parchment and stored it inside the envelope of her acceptance letter (Since it was the only envelope that she had available.) But was now having second thoughts if whether or not, of what she wrote was somewhat okay? And if it was alright by using the same envelope, to have it sent.

Of course, she couldn't ask Olga if she had an empty envelope somewhere that she could use; as she didn't want to raise any suspicions as to why she needed one — and would immediately ask whom she was planning to write to and might also ask about her letter.

Given the fact that Olga will immediately destroy it — just like how she did with the previous letter. But was also more afraid of Olga finding out that the school that she was accepted in and applying to is a school for witches and wizards.

So she just used the only available envelope that she had, and hopes that it was alright to reuse it. And decided to write and deliver her own handwritten letter. Even if it was poorly written as well as the neat child-like cursive that it was written in. She thought it was the best and only option she had.

As she had everything in order — she made sure that she was extremely careful to properly hide both acceptance and reply letters away — somewhere where Olga wouldn't find them. And the only place that Lila thought would be the best hiding place was the inside of her worn out pillow.

While both letters were kept hidden, she had to find a way as well as to figure out how to deliver both letters — did she have to call some random owl or weasel? Or maybe an Oasel? (Which she still didn't know what it was)

But she hadn't had any luck in obtaining one, even after waiting on one as she made her trips to the little garden, as there wasn't any on sight of both owls and weasels in their backyard — or mostly anywhere. She even set out four dead mice and insects that she gathered from traps that were set out inside and scattered in some parts of the kitchen, as well as some places inside the house. And had placed the dead mice somewhere in the garden for either owl or weasel — to see if any of the two would show up to snack on the dead prey and to have one of the two critters to have her letters delivered.

But no matter how many hours had passed; two days even. Neither weasel nor owl had shown up. As Lila headed out to the garden to check and gather some fresh produce that she had planted, and to use as ingredients for the meals she cooked. She saw that the dead mice that she had placed by the small garden — were still at the place where she had left them; untouched and lifeless. Instead of throwing the dead mice away, she thought that maybe she should wait one more day — maybe then either one would show. And sometimes she would replace the dead mice for some fresh new ones from the traps that were set off inside the house, and went to bury the old, almost decaying four dead mice somewhere. As she thought that they needed a proper burial, and planted little flowers on their graves.

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While she waited for either owl or weasel to show. She thought that maybe she should deliver her letters to the postman who delivered letters to her house and their neighborhood. But quickly remembers that today was Sunday — and there were no posts delivered on Sunday. And thought that maybe she should wait until approximately by Monday to hand the postman to deliver her letter.

It wouldn't matter then either; because ever since she received her first acceptance letter — Olga did her best to beat her to it, and would always push her out of the way (almost knocking her over at times).

And every time Olga would snatch the mail from the postman's hands — going through the mail that was delivered, and everytime she did. She would give the same reaction, sighing in relief, almost looking overjoyed even. What was it about the mail that was making her so jolly? — surely not the mail that had stamped red bold words written under 'passed due' on them. Olga would never say, though — as she would tell Lila to mind her own business and to get back to her chores.

But after returning to her chores, she would sigh about how she failed yet again, to deliver her letter. And wasn't sure that the owl or weasel would show up today again either, since she hadn't seen a sign of either one of them from the kitchen windows, as she made her rounds on cleaning the kitchen counter and cooking meals for Olga and her sisters. She knew that time was running short, and that she had to get her letter delivered somehow; before the 31st of July.

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Hours had passed, it was now 6:30 pm and Lila had finished cleaning both the kitchen, living room, bedrooms as well as the other bathrooms — and was just finishing up with Olga's.

Both Olga and her twin sisters had returned home about shortly after she started cleaning Olga's bathroom. Sandy and Daisy hurried to their room; while Olga hurried to the kitchen, to retrieve a wine bottle and a wine glass that she had hid in one of the cupboards and immediately flopped herself onto the living room couch. She hurried back to the living room, cursing to herself about how the cab driver was driving slow, and kept complaining about how she was about to miss her show.

She quickly turned on the tele and was relieved that she didn't miss her favorite show, and that she was able to make it in time. She then turned up the volume all the way up, poured herself a glass of some of the strongest red wine, opened a to-go box and began eating her leftovers. Laughing hysterically about what was on the loud tele. But even with the volume cranked all the way up, Lila could still hear her loud drunken laughter from upstairs.