The Witching Hour
By medora, Updated
Sure, the Witching hour is at mid-night. What's so great about that? But what really is the Witching Hour?
What, was that?
Bring! Went the midnight bell. I awoke. My heart beating like a drum. Another nightmare.
Then, I heard a noise outside. So I went to the window and this is what I saw:
Then, I hear... A SCREAM.
I ran into my moms room and she was gone! On the bed was her hat. Also, the window was open!
I grabbed my hat and I ran outside. I ran and I ran and I ran! Searching and searching but there was only trees and grass and bushes and stars.
I eventually gave up and ran back into my room. I plopped myself down on the bed, sobbing. And while doing so, I came up with a plan.
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