After I stopped crying
After I stopped stamping my feet
I looked slyly around
and thought many devious things.
I yelled out to the Faery God Mother,
"I HATE YOU!"
A Wicked Witch appeared.
She was ugly
and I looked at her,
but did not speak
I looked her up and down,
But the Wicked Witch just stared back at me.
I didn't want that ugly Witch looking at me,
I felt angry.
"What are you looking at?"
"I demand you to answer me NOW!"
The Wicked Witch continued to stare,
She would not speak.
I yelled at her, "I am not scared of you!"
"I will reel you in and spit you out!"
The Wicked Witch remained silent.
I got angrier and angrier.
In an absolute rage, I growled, "STOP LOOKING at me!"
The Wicked Witch began to laugh.
It was then I noticed she had MY WAND!
And my Flying HORSE!
AND she had hold of them in her hand!
I was horrified.
She had turned them into tiny little ornaments...
I ran up to her and tried to grab them out of her hand.
She had her hand shut tight.
The more I tried to grab them,
the more the Wicked Witch laughed.
The Wicked Witch pushed me back.
She bent down and put her ugly face right in front of mine.
As she laughed and I could smell her breath.
She was stinky.
"If you don't want the Wicked Witch to look at you...then don't look in the mirror!
And immediately vanished and left me.
edit on 18-10-2011 by Thurisaz because: format
edit on 18-10-2011 by Thurisaz because: typo