Two Way Death

Story

'KILL HER!' 'SHE IS A WITCH' 'DROWN THE MONSTER!'

Yelling is all I hear, people shouting words that would kill someone mentally, if I was in her spot... I would die inside. I stand in a crowd of yelling, angry, mad people; them yelling at a girl that was called a witch. The girls name is Sara, I never known her last name. Sara was a young girl, around the age of 15, she was short and very thin. Her face was covered in dirt and her beautiful long, golden blonde hair a mess. She had spent a long and painful time in the prison cell last night...

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Yesterday, when I was walking with 2 bottles of milk that cost me half my week pay, I saw horror in Sara's house, five houses down from mine. Sara house was an old, rattled down house, it was small like mine but she lived with her parents. I heard yelling, it wasn't yelling like the person was angry, but the yelling and screaming was in a painful way, the people in that house were in horror. I stopped in my track to see what it was about. More painful yells and screams happened, then I saw Mr. Roger and Mitch Bates drag Sara out of her own home, like they were easily picking at a piece of soft meat off there night meals. Mr. Roger was a tall handsome man, was happily married to the Tiffany Bates until he and others burned her for being a witch.

Mr. Roger had told the town that his own wife tried to poison him during one dinner. Mitch Bates was a young man, 21 years old of age; he was around the same height of Mr. Roger and had long black hair. His mother was Tiffany Bates. Mr. Roger had taken him in as his own son when Mitch was 10. At first when Mr. Roger said that Tiffany was witch, Mitch said it was a lie and that his mother loves Mr. Roger a lot. That night, Mr. Roger had taken Mitch out for some strong alcohol and to the whore house. Next morning, Mitch was the one to set his own mother on fire.

As Mr. Roger and Mitch drag poor Sara out of her own home. Sara had given up the fight, she was calmly walking out of her home with Mr. Roger on the left, and Mitch on the right. Sara's Parents ran out of the house, crying, yelling to let their daughter go. Sara father ran up to Mitch and ripped him away from Sara.

'Get your hands off her! She is not a Witch!' Sara dad yelled loud. He pushed Mitch so hard he landed on the ground.

Mitch was slowly getting back on his feet.

'I will be fine. If it's time to go, I'll go' said Sara, tears slowly rolling down her eyes.

Mitch roughly pushed Sara dad away and grabbed her arm again. Mr. Roger, Mitch and helpless Sara walked towards me. Mitch went red in the face as he nodded to me, I giggled in a girl way and nodded back. Mr. Roger had seen our little moment, he didn't like it at all. He stop walking, Sara and Mitch stopped as well looking, both looking at Mr. Roger

'Good morning Miss Topper. What are you doing this fine morning?' Mr. Roger asked with a sexual smirk.

Mitch shoot dragger's at Mr. Roger as he smirked at me.

'Just getting my weeks milk, what are you doing with poor Sara' I asked concerned.

Some years back, lovely young lady Miss Porch, ran across Salem Village yelling that Mr. Roger raped her, all the women believed her because she had marks All around her, like someone had bashed her, and she was with child. All the men in the other hand, had said she was telling a lie, they said Mr. Roger was a man not to hurt women. Miss Porch was so hurt; months later, she taken her own life, it was a sad thing to hear about her.

'I'm just taking this witch to the cell' he said, looking at her with a big grin.

'You're not the boss of who is a witch and who is not. Mr. Full chooses who is a witch' I grunted to him. He gave me one of his disgusting smiles.