Please Don't Forget

John's perspective

As he waited outside he got more and more anxious. Eventually, he pressed the button on the Walky-Talky and said: "Margie are you ok". No reply. He got scared and stood up, brushed off his pants and headed into the cave. He started off walking but then as he got further into the cave he began to run. He ran faster and faster until he came upon Margie and the Witch. He stopped dead in his tracks. Margie turned around and saw him. Her eyebrows shot up so far John was surprised they were still on her head. The Witch turned around and I shot into a dark spot. I didn't think she saw me. The Witch looked mad. She grabbed whatever was in her pot and dumped it on Margie. She screamed and collapsed on the floor. The Witch cackled and I yelled. I ran towards her and tried to punch the Witch. She just continued to laugh. She dodged all my kicks and punches. Still laughing she ran away. I wanted to chase her but I didn't. I grabbed Margie and hauled her on my back. I ran toward the exit tears streaming down my face when we got to the exit. I lay her on the floor. She is deathly pale and her pulse was very slow. I called 119 but they didn't believe me when I said the Witch got her. I brought her to my house not stopping to rest even when going up the mountain. My worry fueled me. When we got to my house I just barged in with her on my back which must have been a sight, and go into my bedroom. " No, no, no don't leave me" one of my teardrops fell on her face and she woke up with a gasp. "Where am I," she said sitting up. I hugged her and cried even more. "We're at my house don't you remember?" Her forehead scrunched up and she said "Hm, I must have forgotten. So where is my house?" I stared at her dumbstruck then it hit me. She was forgetting. Which meant she would eventually forget me.