Witches

 "Witches don't exist!" My gran's words echoed around my head as the horrific visage in my mind that a with was going to show up outside of my window.

But I knew that witches don't exist so I invited some of my friends to my house. There names are Bella, Trixie and Roxy and my name is Tereora we have been friends since kindergarten, but there has always been drama between us. When they all arrived at my house I showed them where we were going to sleep. When we were going to sleep I was thinking of a witch hopping up and scaring me, I was so afraid. It was even more spooky because we were telling each other scary storeys before bed time, but the most scary storey was Bella's,  because her storey was about clowns and witches coming to your house and haunting you until you walk and they kill you and your family. I was getting really scared because I thought she was atuly telling a real storey. But the worst thing I couldn't stop thinking of the witch popping up in front of my window. But the next day all my friends went back home, and when I was not afraid anymore because, when we were telling each other storeys, I got use to it and I didn't feel scared anymore.

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