Chapter #3Don’t Mess With The Witch! by: pedro01   Tyler is 12 years old, and he’s already a trouble maker as far as he was concerned. He’s nothing more but a spoiled brat, either getting things what he wants, or even make fun of anyone’s feelings. Of course his habit is eating loads, which is the reason why he’s gotten chubby, because of his selfish being of stealing anyone’s food, like it was his for some reason.
He seems to enjoyed being a bad boy, especially when he has no remorse, whenever he gets into trouble by any means. Thankfully, it was the summer break, so he wouldn’t be getting into rouble at school, which was in common him as such. Despite they tried to convince the boy to stop, Tyler doesn’t seem to be caring and just loves to bully someone, just for his own benefit.
Right now, Tyler was at the park, doing his own doing, picking on some kid and all. He seemed to enjoy this, when he’s able to steal some lunches or candy, and munch it in at the expense of a skinny kid. He let’s it out with a belch and patted his belly in satisfaction, before turning to a kid and grinned as if he’s done with him.
“Thanks for a grub, shorty!” Tyler says with that confident look in his face.
Then, he walked away, leaving skinny kid feeling traumatised as a result. Of course Tyler was having a blast, and was looking for more victims to pick in. That is until there was an old woman coming over, and she seems to be angry of some sort. Tyler may be confused at first, but he’ll sure love to fight back, no matter who it is he faces. He stood there at this point, letting an old woman coming over, and starts confronting a chubby bully outright.
“You there! What have you done to my grandson?” An old woman asked in an angry mood.
“Oh, you mean that scrawny kid of yours over there?” It too Tyler to realised, and knew it was a kid he recently stole the lunch from earlier. That made him smirked and talked down to an old woman, since he had no regrets. “Well, I’ve just took his lunch and ate it. What are you gonna do to me, you old witch?”
That made Tyler laughed as much as he wouldn’t give anyone’s respect. But then again, this caused an old woman to feel an annoyed, but even by the name calling, did make her had some ideas for some reason. So she snickered and too her brace response by making Tyler surprised unveiling.
“You know what? You’re right! I am an old witch, and I can make a spell on you for your bad behaviour towards my grandson. I hope you’ll regret what you’ve done, young man?” An old woman is the witch, and she starts making threats towards Tyler for his troubles.
“Oh really? I like to see you try, since your magic’s too fake anyway.” Tyler laughed it off, since he already knew all the magics are non-existent.
“Alright, you asked for it, tough boy!” An old witch was had enough of mind games, and uses the spell with her fingers. It glowed so suddenly before she flicks it over and hits Tyler with it straight away.
Tyler may be be shocked since the witch may proved him wrong by any means. But he was gonna laughed it off until he feels something strange in his body, like it was starting to get warmer than usual. The witch watches as it would take some moment until Tyler...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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