Magic is real because when I stand on my balchany and sing the stars brighten, I feel like I am not alone, and I feel like I am complete. That's why I think magic is real. Well also the fact that unexplainable things sometimes happen. Like last night glow in the dark stars appeared on my bedroom floor in a perfect line from largest to smallest, plus a glowing bead that was flashing and twinkling which they shouldn't be able to do they were all in a perfect line from my door to my bed.
