Narrative Essay On The Witch's Tale

The Witch's Tale Now, now, before you all point out the obvious, let me explain my hideous appearance first. It’s not my fault that I look like a witch. The green skin came from a horrible spray tan I recieved hours before those two blonde annoying brats came stomping on my lawn. My long black hair runs in the family from birth, so I can’t really control all of that nonsense. And lastly, I honestly don’t know why these children are facing charges against me when I was only simply trying to help them. Now I was minding my own business, cleaning up all my candy decorations. Then all of the sudden I heard a chomping noise. I looked to my left and right there, on my brand new black licorice panel window was Hansel and Gretel, eating part of my house. I was furious! Did they know that I spent many, many hard working hours decorating my house just in time for …show more content…
Right then and there I saw Gretel trying to prepare some home cooked meal. As confused I merely saw her, there she was sprinkling ingredients onto an enormous pan.
Confused I had suddenly asked, “Gretel! What in the world are you doing?” She had swiftly explained that she had wanted to have one final cooked dinner by her and her brother to thank me on everything that I had done for them. After a few minutes of her banging each one of the silver pots and pans, she had finally asked in her cool sickening voice, “Can you go check the oven, I don’t know how to set the timer” So there I was crouching down on the cool tile ground trying to set the timer, and then I suddenly I felt the little brats tug on my ankles and drag me on the lid of the oven. As they pushed the heavy lid I slowly tumbled down into the blazing hot oven. I never knew that an act of an good deed can lead towards the misfortunes of another. And remember there's always two sides of an