WEP: Normal Witch

I dislike making Mommy nervous, but I need to swing my legs this time. She doesn't have to swing along. It helps with this boring room and keeps me awake. The yucky paint looks like something Daddy did after work. He rushes everything these days. I wish he didn't work two jobs. I barely ever see him anymore. I miss him. And it is all this witch's fault. Why did she show up at our Halloween Harvest? Why couldn't she go to some other town's fair? Why did she pick me to put a spell on that day? What did I do to her?
I really want out of this boring room. I need to go play with my toys, but Mommy keeps bringing me back to this boring room. She keeps saying words with that other lady that are too big for me to understand. Then Mommy cries. They are like magic words. And now the lady has a big wart and cackles. She thinks she is funny, but I know the truth. She is a witch. She is happy when Mommy cries. She must be casting spells on Mommy to make her bring me here. This boring room where she makes me wait so long that I nap. Then she comes and steals my blood. It hurts, but I will never cry for her. No witchy spell will work on me.
Here she finally comes. She even started wearing a black robe. Maybe she has put a spell on so many people that she doesn't have to hide anymore. She may have stopped hiding, but I have something hidden that she'll never know about. I have Amy's coin in my pocket. I laughed when it broke up her love spell with that rocker dude. That icky kissing was getting old. She found it in his pocket and the kissing stopped. It breaks spells. If I had one for Mommy then we would never have to come here again. I could go out as Spider-Man for Halloween, but Mommy says I have to wait for next year thanks to the stupid witch.
Her smile means that today might be the day. She might finally stick me in her pot. I know it's hidden behind that curtain. She is rather scary. Good thing that wart makes her look super funny. I'll focus on that while my coin protects me. There is the wave. Now she has Mommy. I'm not moving willingly. No way. Should have moved. So embarrassing having Mommy carry me into her lair. I want to fight back, but that witch has zapped all my energy. Why can't Mommy see that and get us out of here?
Those papers must be from her spell book. She must be showing them to Mommy to keep her spell going. If only I could reach out and grab them. I'd flush them down the toilet. I would set them on fire, but Daddy won't let me have a lighter yet. Not like I meant to set Amy's old dollhouse on fire. Geez. I'm a year older now and they still don't trust me. Amy laughs, but she wasn't laughing then. She's a good sister though, unlike this witch.
Mommy always holds me so hard when we are here. It's like she thinks I could run away. Maybe if she took this witch's spell off me then I could. I so want to play baseball with my friends again. This witch needs to stop cackling and staring at me and let us go. Maybe Amy's coin is working on us both. Mommy isn't crying yet. Wow. Mommy is digging her nails into my arm. That hurts. Mommy is angry. Yes! Amy's coin worked. She is yelling at the witch. We are free.
All in my head? Nothing wrong? All tests normal? Why is Mommy repeating everything this witch says? Is it a new spell? The witch failed her spell. Mommy is yelling it. My ears sure are ringing, but the witch deserves it.
Mommy is letting go of me. Finally. Freedom. Darn, I'm slipping from her lap. Ouch. That hurt. The floor in her lair is as hard as a rock. Maybe the paper from her spells that Mommy just ripped up will make it a little softer. Oh no! Mommy is crying again. I wish I could get up and hug her. If the witch's spell would wear off on my arms, I could get up. Instead, Mommy has to pick me up while the witch watches. The witch looks scared. Go, Mommy. That's right. Let's get out of here forever.
Normal? Mommy, why do you keep muttering that word? I know what it means. I'm not that dumb. I did just beat a witch after all. Why are you calling Daddy? What? We are going to a more expensive witch in the city? No. Amy's coin failed on Mommy. It must have something to do with normal. Maybe that is the magic word of witches. I'll have to get Amy to help me find out. I have to get rid of normal from Mommy's head. Then Mommy and I will be better. Then I can play and not have to go to any more witches. Then I can go out as Spider-Man. Then Daddy can stay home. Then we can be really normal again.
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There we are. That is what came on out. A bit different but scary in a whole other way. That is where my mind went this time. You just never know how things will flow. Thoughts?
Enjoy life, forget the strife.
Published on October 12, 2019 20:00
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