Brian-5A-TwistedFairyTale



By Brian Kang
 One day not so long ago from now, when there were magic and witchcraft, two witches were doing a dangerous experiment. Their names were Carrol and Monica. Carrol was thirteen, very playful and had red curly hair. Her younger sister Monica was twelve years old. Monica was intelligent. She also wore round glasses and had a straight black hair. They were both witches and were both very interested in inventing magic. In their house, they were trying to invent magic so witches could transport to other places without having to ride brooms.

Riding brooms was a dangerous thing to do. If they cast spell wrongly on the broom, in the middle of the ride it would turn into a furious crocodile. Sometimes they could loose balance and fall four thousand meters to their death.

'Did you get all the ingredients?' asked Monica looking worried.

'Yes I did.' answered Carrol clearly. However around her was untidy and air full with horrible smell. In a boiling pot of water they put an eye of a toad, gills of a mudskipper, a handful of blueberries, two pairs of smelly socks and an intestine of a hairy pig. The pot exploded with a loud bang and the witches lost their cautiousness.

When they finally woke up they weren’t in their house. Their house was gone and so did their garden and the trees. There were only plain dry sand and burning sun left. They were in a deserted desert. 'Where are we?' 'What did you do wrong?' 'What should we do?' asked Monica in a flurry and with anger. 'We have nothing to do.'

'We should try to get to some place we can rest.' Because we can be lost, Ill put some cookie crumbs on the ground. However when they turned around it was blown away.

The poor witches walked around to find some help. However, nobody was there. Soon they got thirsty, exhausted, hungry, and hot due to the blazing sun and burning heat of 50-degree calculus. When they were trying to give up, they saw a two-floored house made out of peanut butter, jelly, and bread. The bricks were breads and the cement was the peanut butter and jelly. They were very delighted to know that they could make a peanut butter sandwich and fill their empty food wanting stomach. They didn't have to die because of hunger. They ran towards the house with their last remains of their strength. Without knowing what they were doing, they ate and ate the bread, the peanut butter and jelly. There was a hole in the wall. Carrol and Monica was shocked. There were three children looking at them with a gentle smile like they knew that they were coming.

'Come in,' said tallest one of the child. There were three children one tall and fit looking the oldest, one sunburn, cute looking and had a short brown curly hair. One was small and looked like the youngest. She had a doll with a red hair in her hand.

Even though they were suspicious of these children living alone in the middle of a dessert without any spring are lake anywhere near them and an adult, Monica and Carrol went in the house and drank the water that the kids offered them. Soon Carrol and Monica felt dizzy and the strength drained out of their body. They found out they were drugged. They could taste the sweet liquid right at that moment, but it was too late. The powerful drug soon knocked them out.

When they woke up they found out that they were in a prison. In the prison there were corps beside them cold and lifeless all torn up. The prison smelled like a sewer like the body had been there rotten for years. When the children came toward the witches, thinking that they were dead, because the witches were lying and stunned by the drug, they opened the gigantic lock to eat the witches raw. Soon the children were shocked and depressed at the same time. 'OH MY' shouted the oldest child. This was because Carrol reminded herself of the magic she learned a week ago. Carrol had casted the spell and the two witches turned into two mice before the children could do anything and crawled away from the children right in front of their toes.

However, soon not the children but a wild mouse that was living in that house attacked them. They were chased all around the house till the witches again cast a spell to turned into two birds. Even thought they knew that the kids were chasing them, they went out of the house and flew very high. Soon they found out that the desert was only one kilometer away. They could even see their house when they flew up higher from their house. They retuned home. They were very glad to be in their house again. 

Carrol and Monica practice riding their broom instead of inventing magic every night.  

THE END