Stories of witches

Stories of witches

Chapter 1 The lost broomstick This story begins with a witch called Bess and an invitation to a party. Bess loved parties. There was just one problem. It's a long way away.

Bess couldn't remember where she had put her broomstick. She looked everywhere. Boots. . . spare cauldron. . . hmmph. No broomstick. But it was no good. The broomstick was lost. At last, Bess had to give up.

Now what could she do? She couldn't fly without her stick and it was too far to walk. Then she had a great idea. “ My magic rope! " she cried. “ I can turn someone into a horse and ride to the party. I just need to find someone. ”

Bess hid behind a tree and waited. Soon, a man came along. His wife walked behind him, carrying all their heavy bags. One of these two would be perfect. When my leg gets better dear, I'll help carry things again.

Bess let the man pass. “ He's no good, he's limping, " she said. “ Besides, his wife will be strong from carrying all those bags. " She jumped out and threw her rope over the woman.