The Old Witch’s Possession

“So this person, when did you first meet her?” Alex asked looking straight at me with interest, they all were but my eyes were solely focused on the Delta, his scarred, horrendous face remained as I had remembered it.

“Go on hag, kill me!” He had said placing my hands on his chest. I wanted him to say that again, and this time I was going to give him what he asked but for now, I stuck to my tale.

As soon as I had placed my hand on my mom’s, I could hear all her thoughts of me being cursed by a witch and how that was the reason I acted strangely.

“It was on the night of the full moon ritual, the day I turned eighteen,” I said, staring down at my finger, I twisted them nervously.

“She had met up with me at the little shop by the corner, right before the waterfalls and had asked for my help with something and seeing how old and frail she was, I went with her to help. It was then she grabbed me and began whispering things into my ears, I don't know what exactly she said but she released