It's a typical spring day, when hazel goes back to school. She is no
more interested to listen boring lectures. All she want is truth behind
the story of her mom who turned out to be a witch. She is waiting in the parking lot for the arrival of Andrew , who is all
set to narrate a wonderful story of a witch and takes us back to the
world of fantasy and imagination of super powers, ruling the world. As he arrives , hazel is lit so that she can listen to him. She looked worried with her eyes wide open and curious for the
secrete. Hey you look so exhausted!! Why so.. asked Andrew
OH, how can't be so worried? Raises her voice a bit
It's my mom ! I cannot see her in this situation for the rest of my life. I want my real mother back ! and moreover my father didn't know
this. How come I be so calm.... She spoke vigorously showing up, she's highly worried. May be that's not possible.... Hazel . he said roaming his eyes and
head towards the trees sideways. You may not get the real mom back. She is changed .. I don't know
what to call this .. the misfortune or weird , don't even know if we
should accept her the way she is !
No! how come this possible. She should change back to normal. I
don't even understand what you are saying. Please elaborate your
explanation. Hazel asked in hurry
Tell me how did you know that mummy Mia is a witch? Asking with
her eyes wide open
Andrew starts narrating with sort of sympathy in his eyes. He looks at
her with squinted eyes as he turns his head sideways, as if he has lost
hopes. Look hazel, we should deal with this carefully. I cannot even predict
how you will react after this story.
But why are you so tensed and exhausted to narrate? Is it so creepy ?
will everything with mummy Mia becomes clear? asked hazel
It all how you take it hazel. Because this story keeps you in dilemma!!!
It is a story that happened a long years ago, that takes you to the world
of witches and fantasied things that they were part of. It's a question about whether you leave... hazel stops Andrew in
between interrupting to tell her the actual part. Will you narrate me the story or not? She asked grabbing his hand, moving it slightly away. Hey, I will tell you. I'm just making sure you should know it from
scratch. Look it is important!
Okay , we all know that place where teacher can't find us bunking. The small lawn behind the school. Both said in unison with greater
pitch and walked their way with a little smile. .........